I call my boyfriend a tree trunk,
Because when you hug him, he's just so solid.
Full of life and all that energy,
If you only knew what I felt and see.
Oh, how much love I do feel for him,
That tree trunk keeps me light on my feet.
Between us, there's never, ever any hate,
I think with us, it was just fate.
I would love to run my fingers up his bark,
And, that mostly I do love it in the dark.
While another leaf (day) falls to the ground,
Loving him never changes like the wind all around.
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