Be my Tree:
I want to lean
against you ...
feeling
your rough
touch
with my smooth
tender
skin
Make your mark
upon my soul -
deep
impressions
rooted in moist
soil:
soft
whispers
of Eternity
Let me climb
up to the seventh
Heaven -
searching
my way
through
evergreen leaves
to the sweetness
of your
Fruit
be my Tree:
drip
your Myhrr
into my open
wounds
heal
this feeble
heart ...
wow, I really love this!
~kris
This is excellent , love the use of metaphors!
myra, this is an eternally
beautiful poem thank you
a close walk with nature...