Down in the meadow

Dont bring me flowers
cause flowers always die
don't treasure photos
that only fade with time
don't bring me words
without some sacrifice
if you really want to touch me
there is something you can give me

Down in the meadow
the place we always meet
you stand softly smiling
as I lay beneath the trees
you stare at the sky
like you wish you were free
I have something to give you
you have something to give me.

This poem is about: 
Me

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