I couldn't walk in the forest
You taught me
You showed me what meadows smell like
Now you say it's time
To teach me more
To teach me separation
So go please go
And don't ever come back here again
My cry will be soothed by the wind
Or maybe someone else's
Someone else's hands are no longer yours
I didn't know how to kiss
You taught me
You turned the sun into a golden quiver
Now you say it's time
To teach me more
To teach me more about longing
Highly detailed. Cluttered maximalism. Close-up shot. Super wide angle,
