I look at the tree
it reminds me of you
it's tall and majestic
with a bronze golden hue

I bite from the apple
it reminds me of you
the forbidden fruit
I can't help but pursue

It's succulent juices
drip from my lips
dancing kisses on my chin
like tiny little whips

I look at the vulture
it reminds me of you
flying high and far
to the next thing that's new

Every breathing moment
reminds me of you
but you're gone...
so what should I do?

*....don't jump!