Amongst the arches,
Along your branches.
I’m airborne,
It just looks like I’m slipping through,
But trust me,
I will stay with you,
Sway with you,
If you don’t mind it.
Sorry about the bugs,
They seem to like me,
I’m a little scraggly,
Looking a bit worn.
I’ll keep you warm,
But not smothered,
You scratch my back,
I’ll keep
yours covered.