Under the Lychee Tree
Under the lychee tree
I wanted to flee thee
you hurted so bad inside
I was terrified of your pride
I wanted to flee thee
you hurted so bad inside
I was terrified of your pride
The mocking bird sang its song
all along
Under the lychee tree
that’s where I longed to be
connected, injected,
with its spirit’s life
always like his wife….
shining
It brought me solace, comfort, solace, eternal joy
external lightning
I ate its flesh
so tender and fresh
And under the lychee tree
that’s where I found thee
