'Just pardon me...'

'Just pardon me...'
Whispered he
Seeing her
Under a canopy
Of branches of trees...
Old and new ones...
In the forest...
In her white flowing dress
Standing quiet
With eagerness subtly expressed
Upon her face...
her keen eyes...

'just pardon me
If i fall in love
with you...
And if i break into
A song...
Like that those branches long
Perpetually weave...
Like that this grassy moist algae ridden forest sings days historic...
Just pardon me...
If i in your wait find a long term insurance...
If i in your white find a license
To kill my own all hatred...or fear...
If i just sit at your feet...and blow a kiss like a prayer...
Just pardon me...
In the name of God...
If i leave here my senseless bod
And become just a whiff of perfumed air...
If i live here building a hut
Within me...a small cottage humbled forever...
Just pardon me...
dear...'