Forest of

Walking in the forest that is You
Full of wisdom and grace
Each leaf shatters with sunshine
Each vine stretches out to caress
Animals come for comfort
Fruits abound, everything coming around

I am afraid, not because of the darkness, the unknown
But of the possibility that I may, one day, have to leave
With just a petal of flower in my hand
Yet, I wish not to walk backwards, but forwards
Hoping there may be something in the end, after all

I’m glad to have met someone like You
Glad to simply enjoy the clear woods
The comfort I feel when in your arms

Thank you, again, and maybe more