First Love

As the hair extends into the ground, 
Holding all. Stabilise, renew. 
Find solace ‘neath what once was her arms
There’s life in you yet. 

Back, back to when she stood outside your window
And tapped to remind you that she was,
And always would be. 
It’s quiet now- the walk to find the sweet air’s longer but
Never regrettable

She lets you lick
Her rough skin 
And scrape her body. Permanent and 
understanding. Your sweet serenade won’t
Hit her- touch must be your voice. 

Bid her goodbye,
Kiss each leaf like your firstborn and
 spot her sisters.
Tendrils through the ground snatch at your feet-
It’s an honourable fate.   

 
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