Fir I


Pour down a cascade of snow
fall over my evergreen desires
flutter your whiteness against my branches
bury me under your weight
I will bend to you but will not break


Fir II


I will moan out your name
as you melt yourself down into my roots
sustain me with your wetness
fill me up drop by drop




Come the high time of sun you will be gone
my parched lips needful of your caress
burning under a wrathful sky


Fir IV


Pour me down with a deluge of lust
kissing me hard for every day missed
the mist holding us together
I stand tall beneath you
as we rattle the world between us