you see this tree
standing out in the breeze
the only Beautiful thing
in the shadowy bland gray's
downplaying
surrounding dull greens
in my eyes
diamond tears smiling
a kiss for the wind to hug
each blossom
a memory of bliss
thinking about your lips
the metaphor of white your purity
the love I would never leave behind
you're my flowery tree of poetry
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 1:11 PM UTC
you see this tree
standing out in the breeze
the only Beautiful thing
in the shadowy bland gray's
downplaying
surrounding dull greens
in my eyes
diamond tears smiling
a kiss for the wind to hug
each blossom
a memory of bliss
thinking about your lips
the metaphor of white your purity
the love I would never leave behind
you're my flowery tree of poetry
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