Under the Willow Tree

Under the willow tree, my lover found me, in the meadow. No one is around, it is just me and him. As the clouds begin to roll in, you can see them over the horizon. A gentle breeze, tickles our skin. The branches on the willow tree, sway to the sound of our heart beat. Our own private oasis, while the branches hung down. Under the Willow tree, is where he first kissed me. My first kiss he bestowed upon my lips. I can taste, the sweet innocence of his lips, as he kisses me, tenderly. Under the willow tree. A kiss, that left me breathless. How I yearned, to be touch by him. Our kiss deepens, leaving us burning within. He pulls me close, to him. The smell of his skin, enlightens me, as my heart burst, erupting rapidly. He whispered sweet words, in my ear. The right words I wanted to hear. I knew right there, he was the one for me. I laid my head, upon his chest, I could hear his heart beat, a sound played perfectly, a beautiful melody, made just for me. Under the willow tree My sweet lover,who came to me, While I waited patiently. Is now loving me. Our passion, burst into ecstasy. Every kiss he places on me, leaves me craving for more. I surrender to, his sweet love. Under the willow tree, where my lover found me, in the meadow. Where our love roamed free.