close your eyes

the forest and it's kiss

is calling you



asking you to slip out

of your miss kindergarten

clothing and into rapture



milk and cookies

the enchantment

of your company



under a full moon

take a flashlight

tunnel through

the darkness



kiss me on

the trails of

your wilderness



the chill against

your cheek

the delight

in your stride



the pines cracking

in the breeze


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