My dear, hold my hand as we walk amongst the sway of green.
Forgotten tales of trouble and deceit fade as the rays of sun hit your every line and crevice.
Into the wild we walk, as two and as one.
Not does it matter what name you posses, or the feelings you seek, but the equals in which you walk.
Close’th your eyes, free the mind, the spirit will not guide you, but glide you.
Leaf.
Ground.
Sky.
Memories lead backward, future subsides the heart.
Give up the fallacies of accusations, veins not suppressed, but widened.
The sweetened cold of the morning, intricate sunlight passing through labyrinths of golden spills.
Run.
Step.
Lay.
Nothing kills the soul like cold concrete with lost expressions amongst steel and hard corners.
Feed my soul with nature.
With mountains,forests,springs.
Give me the details.
The creases.
The lines.
The curves.
Your fingers sway across my shoulder, I turn around, but your presence fades.
Deeper.
Too long has this wait been.
Reveal.
Reveal thy self.
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