Weep No More Willow

weep not sweet willow  
for the day is warm and bright
Intertwined we embrace  
and forge on into the darkest night  
 
lips are made of paraffin  
damselfly eyes winking good byes  
waving barren branches  
we get caught in a whirlwind of lies  
 
leaves swirl on the fallow grounds  
as your roots stay strong  
against the storm, that bends  
but it doesn't break our bond  
 
Weep no more sweet willow  
for I'll hold on to these memories  
and let the words rain down  
like thunder booming in the valley
 
as our trunks have withered  
we stood the test of time  
as the joke that has been spoke
but the jester forgot the punchline  
 
Weep not sweet willow...