Take me home

Under the tree where we once clasped hands
Sharing smiles and pretending to whisper
The kisses we stole, countless as the sands

Days when the rains beat like the sixty’s bands
The cold winds blew and made us fall deeper
Under the tree where we once clasped our hands

Touches that made my hair stand like loose strands
I was off my feet, you were a sweeper
The kisses we stole, countless as the sands

We forgot home, but not nature’s demands
We planted dreams like Jonah the sleeper
Under the tree where we once clasped our hands

Take me back, let’s build castles on those lands
To days I thought you were a keeper
The kisses we stole, countless as the sands

We had great codes that worked like magic wands
Home became walls that made me a creeper
Under the tree where we once clasped our hands
The kisses we stole, countless as the sands

Vera

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