Have you seen her eyes?

Like searching grass stains

Reaching, reaching up the bark

Of her rough touch, rough hands.

Legs like hay, the hairs like needles,

Could lose thoughts in them, do you understand?

Oh, have you seen her eyes?!

Like dancing lily pads,

I once tried to catch them in the lake.

Silly mistake, oh big mistake

Because she can be a swamp,

Her pull like sinking sand.

My giant, my golden sun, this BFG,

I tried to climb her like a tree

But my foot got caught in the sticky weed

And she just looked down on me,

With these eyes like leaves,

Lips like poisonous red berries.

She pulls me alive, she nourishes me like a bulb

And when I grow I notice my roots are grounded in her heels.

We, like interconnected vine leaves, plait and intermingle…

She will never be rid of me, I hug her clothes like the burrs do

Because when I touch her I glow and feel this chill like stones,

Is she my rock?

The wind running through me

- Goose bumps! -

Lights up the branches of my heart:

A forest fire in my chest!

In her hold, I am outside.

Flowers in my hair, roses on her cheeks,

She is the countryside.