Palm Tree Delight

P A L M T R E E D E L I G H T Written by Catherine Reinke In your arms, I lay behold , gentle winds and sea salt kiss. Shade full arms from hot sun bold coco milk sweet, lovers dish. My naked skin, sun loves to play lying under this palm tree day. Listen to your arms wind sound. No gentler tender song I’ve found. Tension, grief, sorrow and more, all left behind seaside’s door. For here life’s origins, beget and made ancient past lives, memories to fade. But here in Tulum, my friendship sea I find myself, in gentle palm tree. And so from youth my memory serves a poem that retold again deserves. “that only God can make a tree and …poems are written by fools like me” Truly then and true today That Godly art create tree play. For made he did a vast array charming comfort of trees I say. Strong steadfast oaks. Wispy willows. Lilac purples for ones pillow. Cedar pillars ancient. Rain forest lush, only the palm tree makes me bush. Round coco breasts filled with milk. Erect pillar penetrating fronds of silk. So, in your arms I want to be naked, contentment, happy and free. And so end my tree poetic attempt of my love affair palm tree spent.