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​Then you say how trees live so much longer than birds
A long time, enough to carry and hold my family line down to the twenty third
 
How you will have to reconsider this option
If I am to be with you and you with me

As strong and supportive as you will be holding me in your branches
It just is not the same as carrying me in your arms
As beautiful as those moments will be
Watching me dance with your leaves
It just will not be the same as peering to see my hands held in yours
As much as you will smile as you open your buds
The ones I tease eager for your fragrance and spring love
It just will not be the same nestling together, both as doves
 
So many people
So many lives
Will pass your side
Watch you reach further into the skies
They will not know you carried love in your past eyes
How she, me, had to leave you behind
The one who tickled you on her last night
With her beak of speech and feathers of warmth
The one who took flight and never came back
Back with the morning light
 
Then I think
Oh how I worry you will be left alone with a broken heart
Perhaps instead I should become Ivy
Wrap you in thread
Breathe with one another
Kiss kiss
Weave, caress
Our roots as beds
Deep in the south
We will climb and stretch
To the north, to the east and west
What do you think might be best?..