Familiar Tree (poem)
She tells him once again
Under the bows of their familiar tree
The scene of countless kisses
Of fantasies delicious
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When two young people met
Enjoying each other’s company
Never knowing they were in love
Until it was time to part
Dark was the stream of their heart
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But on the very next day
He returned and brought back the day
They finally tasted the kiss
Which never seemed important
All those vast endless moments
Spring’s Joy beyond atonements
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And from that kiss
Life would always find them together
Under their tree
Walking the streets
Familiar and far
Growing each day
In the love which they both share
Such beauty scented the air
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Yet still there was far more
For this couple kissing under their tree
Together they could fashion dreams
Together they would light paths of enchantment
Together they stood as the possibilities
Of a world without cannots
Just dancing to lovers’ thoughts
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But speaking of lovers’ thoughts
As he reached for music of her voice
Which found its freedom long ago
To the flowing winds of time
Waiting for him patiently
Under their familiar tree