[ CC ] Pangs Before Pains

      
Waiting on forest's edge    
you watched in my dream    
   
Drinking from a stream    
I dripped of sap    
my trunk    
wide    
arced    
above boughs hanging low    
   
In safe haven of distance    
or so it would seem    
you    
resisting    
the urge to nap    
parked on a log's back    
swishing your feet in the water      
thinking, wishing, wondering    
wanting to know what it would    
feel like climbing    
and    
straddling my wood    
but    
   
we'll never know    
   
for I withdrew    
insisting    
you dare not follow    
   
lest our pangs    
become pains    
rains could not wash away    
come the remains of day    
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
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