when will she

‘when will she’

she brought the woods into my heart

but she insists on standing 

outside our forest

this lone tree without sun

this bent thinking of hers.

when will she realize

she has every right to sky

and no seed goes punished.

of all the limbs i could choose

i choose hers to wait under

and when it becomes too much

i’ll cup all she spills

and gently nourish her roots.

when will she learn

whichever way she leans

is the direction i am after. 

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