Mistletoe

from "Pleroma's dew"

Pine needles have bloodied your feet
you are in Love I see and pleased so much I am

nor do I see any regret from your innocent Love; for
in this balance I breath and stretch my wings
to the heights of the white cloud

my habitat below the crown of the Oak;
we salute each other and receive growth
from your Love;

radiates everything good including blessing
the breeze and the smell of resin fulfils; not only you

the bushes shakes and hides the coitus
of the rabbits and

the strawberries blooms the red fruits full of passion
with their secrets exposed on their skins

Forest is a vast Ocean for those in Love
bare naked you may walk; the evergreen

shall cover your shyness; if you are so;