I’m here
looking for the company of trees
to feel nurtured
Observations
or veiled dedication
on your lips
My brain?
Some connection
that turns get, give, and leave
into wants, more, and please
Your brain?
“Wired so differently from mine”
your words, not mine
The shared pieces
we’re both looking
and always coming back
for one more moment
In the moment
S. L. Cottle