Tree

Such a perfect life

Such a perfect life for us

Filled with imperfections

Such a perfect puzzle fit

Such a feather in the cap

Of a perfect match, us

Such a tiny garden

Spiralling its growing

You're my hint to all

The riddles of the world

To grasp the plump and willing fruit

To reach within the sleeping soil

And find you, for me

To hold you like the umbrella's arms

In a cold shoulder of a rain

Under the aged oak tree

Under a sky of lovers

Under a perfect fit

A puzzling match with thee

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