i could see, was thee...
under that beautiful tree,
that distracted not...
i closed my eyes,
all i could see was thee,
in all your splendor...
in all your joy...
in all your radiance...
in all your perfection...
and the picture stung,
the image burned into me...
and as i finally opened my eyes...
once more i see thee,
under that beautiful tree...
that distracted not...
and her...
but...
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