On a woven wool blanket
on the ground under a tree,
A whisper surrounded me,
then an embrace,
and a soft silence,
underneath a star-filled sky.
I felt a cool breeze
even though the warm night lingered,
and while there,
I carved your name, with love,
on the bark of that tree.
Funny, I came back years later,
and the tree was still there,
with your name carved
in a heart, with love,
but you were gone, and I -
I was alone.
Scarlett Treat
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/return-3/
