every nook and cranny inside the mind of a morose weed

X.

In the brevity of seconds,
bold to assume significance
In a tree I barely touched
My roots narrowly clutched

Cantilever bridge,
clung me through your leaves
The depths of our trip
was shallow than it seemed

I'm a clown to be living
Right when trunk fine-aged
Desires of witnessing
The love that should've remained

A son of a daughter,
nothing can compare
But surely ,lucky weed,
had memories to share

Go forth now
nothing will go wrong
the splinters from your love
will find its place somehow

Go forth now
nothing will go wrong
someday we'll carry on
and the memories will flow

Go forth now
nothing will go wrong
I once was only young
but I know that you know

I know that you know
so go forth now.