Love Under… the… Magnolia Tree….
“Parting… is such…
Sweet… sorrow“…
Said…
Juliet… to… Romeo…
Shakespeare’s…
Legendary… play…
Why…
Does… everything…
Have to… end in…
Sadness…
Sorrow…
My… Love…
Has… gone to…
Another… land…
Another… place…
I am… drowning…
In…
My… emptiness…
My… darkness…
And… yes…
I love him… so…
The shadows… are the clouds…
Hovering…
Menacing…
Over… me…
You do… love me too…
Life…
Is so lonely… when you’re not with me…
I go… with my…
Loneliness…
To… look…
To… gaze…
At my refuge… my magnificent Magnolia tree with its…
Petals… of limpid white…
Leaves of… luscious dark blackened green…
I’m drowning… in its…
Beauty…
I am so… deeply sad…
But the… beauty of…
“Ma belle”… Magnolia…
Flood my eyes… with tears…
Of love…
Making me… believe
My Love is… with me…
The very… thought of…
Him…
Makes me… feel…
A… warmth…
I am… daydreaming again…
“Sweet… so would I…
Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing…
Good night, good night…
Parting is such sweet sorrow…
That I shall say good night till it be morrow”.
I… am…
With… you…
You are… with me…
Together… always…
Farewell…
My… Love…
Until…
We meet… again…
Under…
Our… beloved…
Magnolia…
Tree…
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