Yggdrasil.

I search for the type of Chivalric Romantic Love,

where she will not lose interest in me, after meeting me in-person.

The type of Romantic Love,

where she will not be afraid, to break the ice with me.

and talk with me, connect with me,

exchange glances, gazes, stares,

go for a stroll with me,

sit down, the two of us,

in the shade of Yggdrasil,

mighty ash tree.

The type of Romantic Love,

where she will talk with me, gradually, progressively,

as I too, shall do the same, with her,

growing,

slowly,

branches of Yggdrasil,

meeting place of the gods,

pillar of strength,

the mighty ash tree.

Towers above all else,

delicate chirp of the birds,

where the gods converge for their Things,

where the dead can find peace,

titan forest,

living, breathing,

home of the valkyries.

Trickle of the waterfall,

prisine air,

birds soar overhead,

branches of The Yggdrasil,

old and twisted,

pillar of strength,

tower above me.

Yggdrasil,

mighty ash tree,

meeting place of the gods,

home of the valkyries,

Paradise,

right here in the shade,

here with me.