A Fine Line?

Oh, the trees

The woods, the

Earth, the edge of the forest, is

There a fine line where you end and I begin?

No

There is just one

You are me I

Am you

Solid ties that

Hold me down,

Pressing my face into

The wet grass, smelling

The rich dirt

Reminding me that I

Am you. All my secrets

You will always know

All my sorrows you will share

With my joys you will dance

I'm my lungs you live

In my smile you shine

I'm my secrets you hide

Thank you

I love you