Under the leaves, Hearts beat

They were two friends:
One bold, One grown
Fearless
Could describe
Their union
If only…
The surroundings
Knew
They were meant to bond
Under the trees
Cos their feet
Do not belong;
To this Earth
Long last gone
Despite the light
They breathe
Yes, they do
Until their veins
Cut their streams
Cos no one
Would listen
To their dreams
Reality unfold
Demystify the bad
Bless the good
These people
Out there
Yes —
These
Careless
Humans
Have shed
Their blood
Into the hood
Whispers
At night
A story
Left untold
Of lovers…
Once
Discovered…
But.
Too late, it was
Too bad, they are
Jealousy
Had torn
them
Apart
&
Gone, they were
The cross
Upon their lips;
A symbol
Of
A
Last
Lustful
Kiss
“To the lovers !
To the lovers !”
Once buried
Among the stems…
The
Wise
Oh
Century trees,
Embrace
Their bodies
True love
Can be
Found
All Above . . .
Mushrooms and Garlic
Lies and claws…
The Bad, hides its flaws
The Good, preserves…
Its MAGIC :
“True Love”
— Carved forever —
Once was born
A prayer;
Hope
is
a
Forest
of
Passion;
Sensations
Spreading branches
Till the leaves . . .
Grow, live, fall
Into Colors
of
L.I.F.E
Let the rain pour down
As tears of your rebellious fears
Relieve
Relieve
Your Millenial
L.O.V.E
Endless
&
Free
Breathe …
Inhale…
Exhale….
N.A.T.U.R.E
is
the
Purest
Friend
to
Human
“Be Kind”
&
“Come what may”
R.I.P
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