tree spot

remember our spot under the tree?
where we would let ourselves free,
we were jus little kids in pri,
an attractrion that started before we were three.

The tree would shed its leaf,
our love would grow not in brief,
we would share our moments of happiness and grief,
you are the first of my hearts thief,
kept it close not to drift.

Remember our first kiss?
One that sparked our undying bliss,
one that calmed our burning desire into peace,
our union would be of a single piece,
for you i would go down on my knees,
you would say honey stop this,
i would give my vows in witnes of the trees,
to forever love and please,
to keep you in my heart and never say i miss.

Now that we have grown past the tree,
its chilly and at the bus stop,
waiting for you as i listen to this crazy hiphop,
come lets visit our tree on top,
in remembrance of where it all started to pop,
its always our sign of good hope,
if you dont appear my heartbeat will stop.