Tree /tʃɹiː/

You caught my eye while I'm starring at nothing.

Moving with such a slow swing along with your leaves.

I don't mind staring at you unmoving.

But when the wind come, as if I could hear it.

I could hear the sound. The sound that you're moving, I could imagine what it feels like when I'm looking at you.

Why do you move in such a tantalizing way?

- A tree across from where I sit.