POETRY- I'm drunk in love.

There's a meadow in my perfect world!
Where wind dances the branches of a tree.
Casting leopard spots of light across the face of a pond.

The tree stands tall and grand and alone,
Shading the world beneath it.
It is here in the cradle of all I hold dear,
I guard every memory of you.
And when I find myself frozen in the mud of the real,
Far from your loving eyes,
I will return to this place close mine,
And take solace in the simple perfection of knowing you.

If this is the kind of love my mum used to warn me about, then i'm in real big trouble
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From the movie: Wind River.