The Poet and His Lover

The trees

  he said

 trees were 

his main foundation

his first poem

 was about a tree

 his terrible moment

 happened next to

 the tree

 his massive devotion

 to poems

 comes right 

under the tree 

 He read me 

quite often 

about trees 

it was the 

most beautiful poem

 THAT EVER EXISTED

THAT EVER PUBLISHED

 THAT EVER ENTERED 

 my nonrhythmic

 thought

 he told me about

 this certain tree

 which made me laugh 

for the first time after

 the depression

 it was called the "Killing Tree"

 when the storm
STRUKED

the killing tree

 it was alive

 when the flood

drowned the killing tree

 it was profound

 when the LIGHTNING

 entered the killing tree

 it still survived 

but the tree was 

killed only

by a creature

 NAMED HUMAN

 now the tree became

 a STORM 

and right after tha

 it became a flood 

and it became 

a lightning too 

killing the humans 

killing the children 

killing his mother 

i said maybe

 there's a tree somewhere

 that we could help 

not to become 

a killing tree 

HOW?i said,

let's write it

 on a paper where

 it was made of

 and make it 

 the most alive poem

 in the world

 OKAY. FINE. LET'S FIND ONE. 

 We found one

 next to our house 

and carved our name 

there 

mine plus his

 was better than 

a thousand stars 

or a million tickets 

 There now we

 sat each afternoons

 creating poems 

those that live 

that made every tree 

come alive

 I was alive