Touch you

The country cabin filled with hate but.
You´re gonna touch us and make us love you.
Forgiveness and mornings between trees above you.
Your lesson, our life .
I´ve seen you.
On the jetty to the timid lake I saw you.
In the barren city.
Between awkward glances
and work colleagues.
Tight situations I saw your realness.
Drained me of so many things
I thought represented me.
But not one was true.
Touched me and showed me the palm of this land.
Showed me the magic of you quiet smile.
Worship ya.