Bray-reverie

Photo by Vitali Seminenko

You saw me beneath the apple tree
Bright smile flashed “will you sit with me?”
I saw in your eyes admiringly
A love that could burn so warmly

Discovered without barrier be
The two of us beneath this apple tree
I whispered “will you chase me?”
Blossoms falling softly
You answered me earnestly
“My station will not permit me
But with some courage maybe…”

Then your presence I must leave
And live sequestered by the sea
With hope that the memory
Of your admiration might leave me be
For love I have no bravery