Out In The Forest

Out In The Forest

A Poem by Patrick McCombs

Thousands of lights hang in the cool night air 
You were wearing that sweatshirt that smelled like sunshine
My fingers found themselves in your long auburn hair 
We gazed at the skyline
Metal giants trying to grab the stars
Countless people living in the belly of the beast
But out here. In the forest nothing is ours
Tonight we drove east
Silence engulfs us completely
There is no need to speak
Nature does it sweetly
Out here words seem weak
I gaze into your twin blue lakes
They are pure and free
There is no time for mistakes
We simply be.

© 2013 Patrick McCombs


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Added on June 6, 2013
Last Updated on June 6, 2013