# P03 Tree Vampire

I'm in love of trees
I love their wood, their leaves
Fifty shades of browns, shades of greens
And more than can be seen.
I'm in love with aspen
Their white skin and their grains
So sweet and alive in the wind
When I'm trying a fall to find
I like the veins of their wood
To caress their story under my fingers
Reading centuries in lines for good
Walking on their path forever
I'm climbing on wood steps
I avoid stumps and trunks
Just to see a young shoot, drunk
of life, of infinite skies and sunshine
I want them to be mine
A cube, a sphere or a plate
Drinking their syrups and saps
I'm back to life, king of peaks
I'm a builder, a mountaineer
In cities of concrete, beams and ladders
Give me your young leaf
So fragile under my teeth
I like you dear or alive
Just to make me live.

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