If I had fallen for you then
You’d had taken me into your world like a prize you had won,
And carelessly in love I would have followed you,
Only eyes for you,
followed you all the way.

Hand in hand, all the way through sunlit lanes,
past beautiful trees and shining rivers,
down to the depths, deep into the forest
Where everything is soothing and dark,
no light that blinds you,
no sound to hurt your ears

Truly beautiful,
green moss, elegant farns,
no step is heard.
Light of day seldomly breaks through here.
Massive trees,
a dome of ever changing greens
far above, beyond my sight.
I loose myself trying to count
All the leaves. All yours.
Taking in light and air through
your eyes, your smiles.
Your touches, your kisses.
Then sinking back again into this world of ever changing greens.

Still counting the leaves above, my head is being twisted backwards
I must have missed how you dropped my hand, but you must have!
For after a while I realize I am alone now.
Deep in your forest. Where have you gone?
The wind’s turning cold,
night has come.

I have been standing here so long looking up,
my arms are stretched out to the skies,
desperately almost I notice now,
I have become part of a tree,
a beautiful tree, but still,
so still!
My feet part of the roots,
my body grown into the trunk,
my arms turned into branches, reaching out.
For you. For air. For light. For you.

And I notice the other trees around me are women as well
We are your forest:
Your mother,
your sister,
your daughters,
your wife,
all women that ever were yours
and me.

Anette von Eichel ist Jazz-Sängerin und Dekanin des Bereichs Jazz / Pop der Hochschule für Musik & Tanz, Köln.

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