Maya in a Tree

I need you like a city needs a tree

A point of peace

A sweet release

Solid

Swaying

You know not when the clouds may come, yet you will always be fed

Comfort found in infrared

Do you like how I hold your branches?

I should think so, for I love how you hold me present

You are love this moment

Wake up

You are love this moment

Wake up

You are love this moment

Wake up

Be rest

Assured