These are all of the words I do not share with you.
These are all the poems I don't write you.
I have such warmth for you I want to share
but to grow the tree needs space
so I walk away from it.
I don't swing on its branches.
I don't reach out beneath it.
I don't collect all the leaves as they fall.
I don't even look up the species.
I don't water the tree when the rain stops so long.
I just put my faith in her strength and walk away.