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You and I
I am a leaf that has fallen from the twig of my master tree,
And drifted by the waves to unknown shore, where will I be,
Though I wish to flee like the pheasant from the purest sky,
But I can’t restrain the oozing tides of my master sea.
If you were a siren who wishes to be the lily of the valley,
Will I be your only leaf for us to be happy?
To grasp your petals and never will I let you sway,
Or vow our masters but to rein our love through each day.
Now that You and I have reasons to exist,
What is life when they’ll come to resist?
I wish I turn to thorns to protect you from harm,
Or into a vine to cuddle you in my arms;
From the ditch of the bay to land of the valley,
It’s such a perfect world for you and me,
But they’ll come to you to commit you away,
And be a captive in their hands full of misery.
Then you’re gone; to them, I don’t understand,
Yet, I’ll still be the leaf ‘til I turned into sand;
So don’t covet my life for it’s all for tomorrow,
No matter what my fate is, I stand to years by grow.
poem
by
Efren Petalver Carranza
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