This is poetry
Cabin in the woods
Hiding in the trees
Hear those honey bees
Mmm
It's a spring morning
There's still dew on the leaves
It's cold outside
I'm in your arms
And tucked between your knees
This is poetry
We'll hang our garments on a branch
And we'll let each other in
To the secrets never told
In this brook that never ends, and
Gaze into the clear blue, to find the mid-day moon
This is poetry
They must've learned from us
They must've learned from us
They must've learned from us
The way you kiss my cheek
This is poetry
The way the flowers glow at dusk
And these hinges crack with rust
We'll settle in this iron frame
And dream another day
This is poetry