Welcome me into your great escape
for the fall of each leaf is equivalent
to the turn of a coffee tainted page.
Your wind carries whispers
that whisk me away in gnarled arms
to places forbidden and adventures foretold.
Release me from your selfish fortitude
That creates an alternative reality.
Through the foggy haze of steaming moss
and the lull of a trickling stream,
you have shown me what the heart
cannot forget;
watchful eyes of jaded mysteries.