My giant

Weeping
Willow,

Please
Do not
Forget
To pull
The

Weeds
Around
Your
Base.

Please
Keep
Our

Trunk of
Secrets
Tightly

Behind
The old

Bark
Of your
Chest.

—-

You are
Forever

Reflected
Inside me.

My love

Hums

A One
Wind
Song

Beneath
Your shade.

—-

I can
Be the
Breeze

And

Pond

Enduring
Your
Leaves

When the

Weight of
Your vines

Becomes
Too heavy
For you

——Not to
——-Hang
——Down

Sprawled…
………Limp,

Over our
Open
Waters.

—-

I see

A life
Underneath

Curvature
Of your
Towering
Deciduous
Frame.

—-

True to
Form,

Our leaves
Alternate,

And spiral.

—

You are here

In my Every

Narrow, light,
And green.

—-

Forgive me,

For I Am
But Broad,

Finely
Serrated
Margins.

—-

Turn golden
In fall, and

Soak up
All our
Sunlight;

Facedown,

Into my
Mirror.

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