GIVE
you are a tree
i will persist to hug
i have embraced you
at your most
blustering winds
when you brawled
with the bushes
frantic branches
stroke my shape
but my fingertips
remained in your roots
when the dark crows
nested in your chambers
i howled a chant
echoing them away
and when your foliage prospers
and fruits ripen
harvesting
does not cross my mind
for simply watering you
is watering me
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Comments1
lovely, such wonderful flow
wish you all the success with your book
thanks for choosing to share
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