To The Woods

Come to the woods with me
Come amongst the trees,
The wild branches in passion with the wind
Heaving and thrusting
And we will be lovers by proxy
As we sit and feel the energy
The raw power of ancient wood
Bent in nature’s embrace
As trees bend and stretch,
Yes, yes,
Our skin will tingle
Wind whipped
And we will share the moment
The climax,
Then the storm will pass
To be followed by deathly silence
And heaving breath,
The afterglow.

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