BARNABY BRIGHT
Kissing Tree
Staring at the painting in the corner of the gardenI remember being here with youUnderneath a woven roofOf latticed wood and ivyand the hissing summer leavesI was twelve and you thirteenWe called this place kissing treeRemember how we found themthe painting of the angels?They were put out for the garbage manWith folded wings and holding handsAnd in a darkened corner ofA garden by the seaWe made for them a canopyOf latticed wood and summer leavesKissing tree...Resting in the feeling of my hand inside the EarthAnd I see ghosts inside the greeneryEndless shifting sceneryOf dancing light upon the rising shadows on the leavesI remember vividly the angels and the kissing treeOn the day we found them, the painting of the angelsLetras de cancionesThere was broken glass along the shoreFrom the rains the night beforeAnd in your mother's garden aswe lay upon the leaves...I was twelve and you thirteenUnderneath the kissing treeKissing tree...Staring at the painting in the corner of the gardenI remember being here with youUnderneath a woven roofOf latticed wood and ivyand the hissing summer leavesI remember vividlyThe angels and the kissing tree
From Letras Mania