I won’t apologise for my wildness to you,
as I want you to admire my rawness as a sign of beauty too.
To see my forest greenery as you glimpse my soul.
I want you to understand there exists wildness
inside me, that can be peaceful and friendly,
but arousing the wolf can still make you believe
doing awry could be devastating.
I want you to see me as I am,
not a different human being knowing how to pretend.
Pretend to be a flower in the yard of some city house,
I am happy being a wildflower held in nature hand.
To be my lover you have to accept, in me, there is natures essence.