I see you but it's more of what I feel when I'm with you that makes me want to take care of you for a long time. Enough for an orchard to grow.

I don't want to own you (what a messed up idea that is anyway) but rather be with you and see what would sprout from our symbiotic relationship

You would change me, I can tell And I would change you too nurturing, supporting, and cleaning the wounds we carry from previous relationships

You would never owe me I would never own you

Instead we'd be one: Me and the Land.

About “Letters from the Forest”