Who are you?

She will never make sense to me.

Your eyes, Shining so bright,

Incomparable to my dull, human iris.

Your hair tickling behind my ears.

The grass wraps around me.

Who are you?

Piercing is your love, like a silver bullet.

Your nature, your beauty, your soul.

You befit an angel, trapped in the dark.

Whispering to me - everything you see.

Who? Are? You?

Travels never ending - your spirit is the clouds.

Bubbly - different - white, so pure.

Your sweet embrace, I could ever leave,

But still I lie awake, No, This is not a dream.

You are the only one I need,

We could greet the time,

as it wanders ever forth,

I love you...

Forest.

Author's Note

In a Nature mood. What else is new?