She swayed in the breeze and danced in the clouds.
He was taken by her beauty, as he watched from the ground.
They were torn by distance, but their love was fierce.
So one cold morning, nature interfered.
She glided on his lap, from her branch broke apart.
They thought she was dead, but there was fire in her heart.
She lay there surrendered to him in whole.
Such was their cycle of becoming one soul.