she resided in town but lived on the back roads

she wanted a man who knew
when the moose were on the move
one who chased life with every breath
who stopped in the middle of a forest and cried
for no reason other then its sheer beauty
for she was a women  of the woods
who saw the majestic pine as limbs
connected to her soul
rivers flowing through her red
with the blood of breath

she resided in town
but lived on the back roads
her words forming in the sharp turns
life had awarded her
seeing things people by-passed
as something special
life giving and taking
as each moment
excited her
demanded her attention
she so sought after

each moment
was a discovery
a new thought
of an ever changing
terrain on the
back roads