A knife in the dark, against the sides of trees,
Our love will be carved deep into the recesses of our minds.
The smooth pale bark was once clear of flaws, until the point of the dagger touched its surface.
No storm will wash away our footprints, like the water covering sandy prints on the beach.
Snow cannot even hide it for a season.
I’m not sure how long this will last, but I hope it does so forever.
For like my heart carved deep in the tree so is my love for you.
Images taken by Mizuni on the campus of Eastern University. Graphics by Mizuni.
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