You, the Tree of My Heart

You, The Tree of my Heart

I cannot say why I bloomed like jasmine,
On a dawn that smelled of honey and quiet rain.
Nor why I reached for you,
the way moonlight reaches a waiting window
without knowing it is longing.

I do not know why flowers settled on me,
soft as secrets whispered on your shoulder.
Nor why your presence became my shade,
a place where my heartbeat could finally rest.

When your voice touched me, I trembled,
a sweet stirring, like first love waking in spring.

Still, I do not know the reason for this…

I know only one truth, only one:
It was you, always you,
the gentle, golden tree I leaned toward,
the love I could not resist.