Two of the Woods

Two of the Woods We are of the woods Miles upon miles, kicking up the trails dirt A forbidden but impending bond being built We are of the woods In evenings dappled light, peaking through the leaves We tasted loves first kiss, unable to bury the truest of desires We are of the woods The dew covered birth of day, your scent mixed with the wet mossy woods Upon Gods green alter, we first relished in the temple of each other’s flesh. We are of the woods Beneath your favorite tree, amongst the wintergreen You professed your love, leaving ajar a doorway I could not fathom opening We are of the woods On a blanket in a flower filled clearing, we lie intertwined A chorus of songbirds plays our symphony as we dream of a simple, poor, happy life We are of the woods As daylight dies beneath a canopy of pine Hands clutched tightly, through brown tear filled eyes Unable to navigate the storm of prior circumstance Our love must succumb to the needs of others We sputter through sobs our final heartfelt goodbyes Having tasted for the briefest of times agreed upon true love We will always be of the woods