Tree is a sky
To her dense eye
Her skirt is the wind
Home, the tropical upswing
The air has built a wall
Between her love and her fall
She tip-toes across the seven seas
In frozen time.
She’s an uncouth lover
Earth’s wild flower
Her is no ivory tower
She goes nowhere to run for cover
It’s not a big word world for her
I love you is all she can muster
Her eyes pour out the truth of her heart
Her lips, know another art
The Gods envy her
Life couldn’t take her innocence away
She opens her arms to hug the rain
In blindness, she forgets her pain
She’s an uncouth lover
Earth’s wild flower
Her is no ivory tower
She goes nowhere to run for cover
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