Boasting About Trees

There you stood among other trees In a garden of legendary emeralds Your luxuriant leaves waving to the heavens You arresting branches kissing the sky Honey cannot be compared to thee You are my mango tree My enraptured eyes are still swimming in bliss From the first time they saw you Untouched, unspoiled and unsurpassed Flora of such sublime character Honey cannot be compared to thee You are my mango tree My heart swims in the deluge of desire Sweet songs of attraction, passion and fire It is you that awakens my appetite My dulcet cynosure Honey cannot be compared to thee You are my mango tree Others may boast of oranges and apples Grapes and pears and pomegranates too I will be silent until I talk of you And from my lips will dropp the words Honey cannot be compared to thee You are my mango tree