Canopée

Improbable story of fantasy
Close to the equator at a specific point
Latitude 500 longitude 36
In the heart of the forest at this juncture
In your lush Eve attire
You were stunningly beautiful
Birds sang us their melody
And we lived happily in the canopy

Wild jungle open your arms
It takes little for you and me
Let's take root in the woods
Naive children or outlaws
Pins planted in a stream
Listen to this strange bird sing
It invites us a little higher
To share our ideals

Memorable story of a reverie
That we lived together in the Amazon
A return to the source, life without artifice
Together in the forest far from evil
In the lush black torpor
Of a jungle with exuberant vines
The ancient trees adopted us
And we lived happily in the canopy

Wild jungle open your arms
It takes little for you and me
Let's take root in the woods
Naive children or outlaws
Pins planted in a stream
Listen to this strange bird sing
It invites us a little higher
To share our ideals