I will dance with the trees

I will smoke all the leaves 

I will make love to the sea

If it means you will love me

You kiss me with the Sun rays, 

You cry to me on the rainy days

When it comes time for us to part,

know you are the muse reflecting my art 

My love, when I die, 

know you are the love of my life 


This poem is about: 
Our world


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