Under the Willow Tree

Underneath a Willow Tree

I lie beneath this willow tree

to confess my love for thee

because we are like the birds and bees

which flies scattered in near by trees

this love reaches beyond the grasps

of tainted hands

our love is pure 

just like the sounds of the wind

that whispers your name in forgotten dreams

                                                                  -Jasophie

(This is a new book coming maybe in Febuary or early March of next year. A cover will be up soon!)