# 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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