The forest lined with sky high pines

Branches that creep under the snow

An autumn breeze

Lightens the wilderness

Its stark emptiness

Isolation

*

Footing through white grace

Our hands united

In passion

Love and understanding

Where nature accepts us

*

Tainted echoes of earths rumbling stomach

Ripping through the crevices

To flowing waters

South of my hearts

Content pain

For your presence

*

The forest is wild and free

I found my old memory

Sitting still on a wedged shelf 

Beneath frosted limbs 

Of their imagination.