Friday, October 06, 2006


You and Me

Lean my head against the tree,
the sycamore and me hold the
secret of all of my dreams.

~
The moment our hearts
were joined and our souls
set free, are carved in this
tree.
~
The hollow filled with song
from the day that I longed,
to be in your arms.
~
Recorded of memory
is felt in every breeze,
the love of you and me.
~
Lean my head against the
tree, the sycamore and me,
hold the secrets of all of my
dreams.



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