she holds on tightly
arms around his trunk
leaves touching her lips
sun on her naked body
head back, looking up
sun warm on her body
teeth chewing on green leaves
her tree, hers
hers to love, to hold
pressed tightly against the hard bark
feet entangled in his roots
her mind screaming mine mine mine
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