Us

My life was lost.

And then I found you naked and alluring.

And I went.

I saw more than needed to see.

But it wasn't enough.

We spoke, we laughed, we fell.

But we didn't know.

Until it was too late.

This hill is steep that we have been climbing.

I've slipped only to be save by the rope around our waists.

I am climbing back up the rock face to you.

I see the hand holds and foot holds

And your hand reaching for me.

Climbing hard, tiring, slipping, regaining my footing

Our hands clasp and you help me up.

Hand in hand we walk the spring forest.

Old twigs, sticks and leaves clutter the ground at our feet
but around us bright green new leaves grow on the bare branches of the forest.

There's a Sweet smell from the fresh rain that has fallen and sun light slicing it's way through the the branches above

Lights our way through to an open field of fresh wild flowers.