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Nov 2019
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
Written by
Matthew  53/M/Michigan
(53/M/Michigan)   
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