Third

Two months has passed
From the first kiss
And first blossoming of true love

I am sitting out side
Waiting for the sun to lighten the trees
You not sitting in my garden
Under the apple tree
looking at the white flowers
In my mind I can see you

I sit outside
Listening to the birds
And hope to hear the sound of a train
That carries my beloved to tall buildings

I am not sure
What I would do without you
I am not sure that
I understand
What you want to tell me

The only thing I know
Is that I will die for you
I would do anything
To make you happy

Oh My beautiful love
Lets get off the prison
That holds you
And fly like a butterfly
Towards me

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