You see, I see you
you mossy green god
and god how I love you,
you with trunks to spare
and that wild white eye
beneath your unicorn horn
You see me ignoring your
comical grimace as I come
near to whisper into your
elfin ear god how I love you
You raise your forked tail
into the green canopy,
grasping to feel the rays
of the sun and
You coax out the stars
from a midnight sky to
cool under as I unroll
my bag to sleep beneath
you with your claws as a
mossy green pillow
You show me visions in my
dreams of the story of your
old forest grove, the sad story
how you came to be lone elder
You see then that I see you
and how your grimace formed
and why you grew your giant
elfin ear to maybe, maybe
hear across the fields for
messages from your type
You stretch deeper and farther
beyond the tender young ones
and grasses, reaching for eternity,
showing earth how you love her
Written for The Mag: Mag 262 that inspired with the above image prompt.
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