Love is just like a tree

So passionate, so intimate, so sensual,
Totally whole-hearted,
Love, lust, supreme attraction,
A bond so strong, hardly departed.

Then becomes a love all grown up,
No longer young and stupid.
Evolving into a mature relationship,
Still pierced with arrows of Cupid.

Just like a tree, watered with love,
Serene, divine, emotion-filled roots,
Bark as bronze as a hard-wood floor,
And branches flourished with fruits.

This fertile plant grows oh so rarely,
For this love is truly different,
For some magical reason unknown,
The shape of the tree has shifted.

Not only has the tree grown tall,
It has become a work of art,
Possibly because of all the love instilled,
The branches and leaves form a heart...

You see love is just like a tree,
If you water root, it grows.
With several investments of time and care,
In season, progress shows.

So if you are in a relationship now,
Take some time to water your tree,
Because without the proper donations of devotion,
Your love will wilt quickly...

                                                                                                      Love on....