I want to unfurl as a tree
inside someone, humane and pious.
Sprout in disguise of a midnight’s romance
and branch out at a pace never known
with the words of warmth and touches of passion,
hot breaths definitely, and thoughts that blossom.
I want to escalate into that wilderness,
which swells us near to the tangible sky,
growing together as one essence of invincibility.
Ignorant to fierce red scorching,
more blind to the autumn of Alzheimer’s,
heedless to the world other than us,
both of us symbiotic and growing into a single-tree forest
where entry is barred to everyone but us.
We want to spread as such,
an extant of lush untamed unity, we want
to grow into it with the luxury
of a fall fatal to both