The Love Tree Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
The Love Tree
It sprouted on the grounds of hope
In a desert.
I watered it everyday with my need.
My body would face it as it shook
In poisoned winds
That no soul could ever hope to quite measure.
Its roots, over time, took a hold of me
And a bright silence defined the existence
Of our being.
With no voice, my love turned faster than our
Leaves could brown
And the lesson that the love tree taught me was hate.
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