The Black Locust Stands Still Poem by Wenjun Liu

Till we both cease to care
And remembers no more,
The black locust stands there still
Silent evermore.
In the forest where our path crossed
Where a nameless flower once grew
For a day, a week, a month
Still too short
Compared with the years that passed
And the years to follow.

Till we both cease to care
And remembers no more,
The black locust stands there still
But tells not a soul
Of the lichens that damped my back
Of the kisses exchanged
Shawling in her mottled light
Of garlands that decorated my brow
Now forgotten by the deserted road.

Words that used to flow
Soundless between us
Are silent forevermore.
We both cease to care
And remembers no more.
Only the black locust stands there still
Silent evermore.