Forest Green

For my love, my lover, truelove.

The colour that belongs to him:
green of the forest,
steadies my limb,
like the careful wrist
of him who tends to buds that now swim—
the florist,
with no desire to trim,
and no wish to deforest,
only sings us a hymn.
Verily, we have become dearest,
and have neither drowned nor dimmed.

-Dearest Darya

Photograph taken on December 28th, 2025, in Jasper, Alberta, Canada by Darya Ayatova.