Beckon tropical wood(Monchielle style)
Beckon to me luscious
I enter you midday
Tend to me canopy
Slow the wind foliage
Surround me tree beauty
Beckon to me luscious
Trunk Base tickled by grass
Humble where it branches
Cocky where it flowers
Sunday wind a dancing
Beckon to me luscious
I exit you at two
Flicking your leaf litter
Freaking out your aphids
Letting go of bitter
Beckon to me luscious
Though your old trunks still rot
Though climbweeds consume thee
Was my man presense felt
Somewhere in your soft trees?
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