I love forests, & I love trees
the oasis in the sun and the distant sea
feeling so at ease, saying what I think
I'm so consumed by everything
I love your kindness, I love your mind
warm and secure, losing track of the time
spray me with the hose, chase me down the street!
running through the aching trees
the smell of barbecues and kedgeree
looking back at times like these -
no one else could ever see what you made me see
so clear, pristine, in the sky of my mind
so naive, so kind, so thank you sweet
for letting me see the desert in me

to a T / I love...

a semi-work in progress.
the best people, the ones who mean something to me are so hard to describe & do justice, write about to a t, let alone actually tell them without feeling like a cheese/turning 5 shades of crimson
this is my go, as far as I've got.

my friend, you are
the most interesting,
tone deaf, exciting
like a made-up person
spontaneous
crazy loving and hilarious
so predictable but then you go and surprise
even yourself. put me in my place
when I'm wrong (usually).
bad judgement
and I love that.
I love

seeing from another perspective. being taken aback
when you show me another side for the first time.
your attention, your interest.
I love being your friend.

I love
spending my time with you,
or as much as I get.
spending time, and wasting it
because you are the most worthwhile.

I love
every moment
the good, the bad, the very
very
confusing.
the just plain strange.
I love valuing
and being valued
I love being crazy then serious
and telling you everything
about everything, and me.

I love
making plans that won't happen.
seeing bits of your life, putting them together.
being together.
your support when it matters.
your company,
just being with me
when I need it
or at least knowing when I do.
I love you being there and accepting everything I am
when you don't have to.

I love you,
my best friend.
the end.


-- tor.

Natural Attraction.

Just lie with me.
Beneath the canopy.
Of these many trees.
And then we.
Will talk about you and me.
And how we'd be.
Forever together.
No matter the weather.
Our love is like the forest around us.
Strong. Ancient.
We'll feel complacent.
Smug.
For what we've withstood.
Even with the mud.
Being pressed into our hair.
Our fur.
The animal like lure.
Of nature.
It's natural.
This mutual feeling.
It's reeling us in.
And we don't fight back.
Love has taken us back to the world.
Back.
To the pack.
With which we used to run.
That's my love. Animal like.
And the bite.
Of love
Has tainted my blood.
It's intoxicating.
And frustrating.
That's my love.
-H