You are the tree that rests in my mind
You are the forest, you are the glade
To the touch
You are the shadow made by the moon
A whispingly easeful laugh of such
Calm joy, the sigh
You are that sigh that does not smile
But smiles
Set by who knows who who knows when
You pour wine after dinner
As pure as giving, you slowly
Move the glass towards
That beautiful moment
When a rainbow hints
Of so much magic and then
You are no longer there
You are the tree that was
Always there
You are always there
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