the other side of the fence
where the grass is greener
over the rainbow
under a rock
across the river
an ocean away
where the sun doesn’t shine
over the moon
the ends of the earth
hidden in the shadows

is that where you are
afraid of what we might do
if those shadows fell apart
would we collapse into each other
two eager lovers
yet, afraid of everything

if I found you
I’d pull you from the dark
with such force
you’d have no choice but to bend with me
though the reality of our slickest rainbow and blackest shadow

it is not you who is hiding…

wood nymph

wood nymph