The Poet and His Lover

The leaves

  i have 

loved green

 because of the leaves

 that fall

 like me 

like him

we keep falling

 till evergreen 

 we went 

in the same class

 we escaped 

together 

TO FINISH ONE BEAUTIFUL POEM

 called 

"The Standing Leaves and the Falling Tree" 

sounds stupid 

to stupids 

but sounds beautiful 

to those who have beautiful minds

 we went elsewhere

 down the city 

finding leaves

 those that sting

 and those that withered

 whatever the leaf

 looked 

it didn't matter 

because it was gone

 and we're all 

responsible for the falling

 if we caught it

 far too late 

 Lucas was different

he saw the leaves

 like my future

 my future

 not ours

 he said I am 

my own leaf 

i could fall 

immediately or i could 

dance in the air

 and it is my 

choice what to do

with the falling 

 Would you catch me

 if i fall?

I asked 

He said no

 because he would most

likely want to see me

 fly 

 we danced together

 and we're the ones 

who heard the sound 

we made all the wanders 

and we're the ones 

who'll meet the sun 

 now he said 

"will it be okay, 

if i tell you i love you already?"

 I said no

 it wouldn't bother me

 ONLY IF HE PROMISED NOT TO BUY 

a star wars 

ticket