Trueness

I wanted to give 

You my heart, 

But you shooed. 

I wanted to own you, 

But you gave 

Me no chance.

Though the staunch 

Breeze of serendipity 

Followed your order 

And decided not 

To bring your fragrance 

For my breathing, 

I became a tree 

To absorb the hatred 

Of carbon dioxide 

And released oxygen of love, 

Hoping one day you would 

Breathe it to live 

In my realm of trueness.