Me & You - 62

I wish we were tree leaves,
Leaves that had faces, 
Some like yours,
Some like mine..

We would have born in some spring on some branch, 
And grown together from red to bronze to green to yellow to brown..

We would have travelled through seasons, 
Rustling with the breeze,
Riding on the wind, 
Clouds caressing us,
Holding on each other in storms,
Shivering together in rains..

Lying together at some lake in the jungle,
All dark n colorless,
The veins showing off our structures,
The net of thin veins..

Some dreamy eyed would pick us up,
We rest in his travel journal,
In a tight hug,
Besides some beautiful pic of some place, 
With a hearty anecdote on other side..

And we would travel through the journal,
To many more places..

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