Reaved

Oh limber timber
With your subtle indepth grain
I kindle and bring fire
To burn you up
And to chastise once again
 
Limbering treatise
Crackered creaks
Long deep breaths
And the solemn tinker
Of malingering Groans
I twist into your bitter ecstasy
Until the dirt and bone

My timid little
Limber timber
Sublimely hide within
Sway with this gentle reside
Tied up in your tides
Supp the sweetness of finality
As you slip away
Banal amongst some finicky bereft