These Woods Exude Fear.
My Forests Release Power.
Drunk like fresh glacier runoff,
Teal with ancient silt.
BOOK.
THE BOOK!
This tiny empty book;
We’ll fill together –
My love.
1 Poem At A Time.
2 Sides,
Front & Back.
A Rule I Levy,
You’ll Never Even Know.
Barefoot.
Dirty,
Calloused Bottoms.
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