Willfully Getting Lost In The Woods With My Woman

Willfully getting lost in the woods with my womanFar from the hordes of the sick & infectedShutting doors & leaving society behindOnce away, fresh air & peaceful intent detected Outside, I can find the crispness of nature& my pure, unencumbered path to be freeWrapping my soul within Winter’s chillThese unharnessed elements might be the key

Summer Fades In Our Hearts

Summer fades in our heartsThough it’s still warm outsideWe begin to look forward toAutumn & beauty that coincidesThe air will find a little chill& we’ll see Winter on the attackSoon, we’ll be yearning for heatWishing for seasons to cycle back