Long ago the forest spoke
Its words a breeze that shook limbs

I will wait for you, he said

Long ago the rain listened
That soft hush of drops on leaves
A murmur of assent

Please do, she said

As years went by
And seasons flipped their pages
The two danced together and apart
Sometimes frozen at a distance
Often estranged through drought

But the tall trees never wavered
Stoic and firm
They waited, resolute

I will wait for you

The rain, capricious and unpredictable
Never worried about reciprocity, her home secure
And when she finally returned
His embrace was ever faithful

May I hold you?

He would ask,

And she would say:

Please do


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