Theres a tree outside my window
And her name is Emily
Shes got curling pubes of mossy green and arms of ebony
Shes got yonis and stories and bark bitten memories
She’s got rooms in your heart even you haven’t seen.
Through the window pane she harkens me with fierce and barken beams
Can’t say how I know we share a name
But her lips!
They breath to me.
Whispering crinkly through the forest grounds, loose leaves leave and fall free.
Oh! My heart, my brain, my moon