MEET ME
BY THE TREE
NOT THE SEA
FOR A SPREE
BUT FOR ME
IF YOU NEVER GO
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
HOW MY HEART GROWS
AND TELLS DEATH NO
IN THAT PLACE
TAKE THAT SPACE
WHERE THE MOON LIGHTS YOUR FACE
IN SUCH INNOCENT GRACE
COME BESIDE
AND SEE INSIDE
TO WHAT I HIDE
NOT A ROAD
BUT AN ENCHANTING RIDE
LET ME VIEW
THIS SIGHT OF YOU
AND BATTLE WITH THOUGHTS
OF WHAT TO DO
TAKE MY HAND
NOT A STAND
HEARTS IN TUNE
TO PLAY A BAND.
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