My love for you is in the canopy with the silent, white owl and the Lilac-Breasted Roller the elusive leopard and the playful Snow Monkey My love for you is in the canopy among the rustling leaves breathing in the mist with the pungent odor of creation and decay Take my hand and walk trough Serengeti and caldera through Amazon and evolution through waterfall and snowcap through crumbling ruin through the house of God Take my hand and walk My love for you is in the canopy where dream gondolas glide over pristine, glass-like water and ancient horses carry our weight through the volcano My love for you is in the canopy where Italian macho men ram their autos up my ass along the road from Magome to Tsumago Dragonflies are amazing here but then, so are the snakes My love for you is in the canopy high above the world where the gentle breeze tastes like freedom where nothing or nobody can ever touch us My love for you is real
Max Mundan, In the Canopy
© David Rutter 2015
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