When we're walking, lost in worlds of green,
Silver ferns curling elegantly,
And you link your fingers through mine.
No need for talking about what has been,
The tui sings with clarity,
Each pure note resonating into our time.

We find our own world where it's only me and you,
Enraptured by the sky above, a secret shade of blue.
There will always be koru patterns inked upon my heart,
Sparkling with the glitter you have sprinkled from the
start.

Your heartbeat and the bellbirds cry,
Are the only sounds that I can hear,
Curled safely into your arms where I belong.
Captured by natures languid sigh,
With warm emotions sketched so clear,
Laughter immunizes us to every kind of wrong.

Our path has twisted and turned like the branch of a
pohutukawa,
But at the end we blossomed into the redness of such
ardour.
Under diamond skies you know that I'm thinking of you,
Manuka honey kisses sweet, leave sugar drenching through.


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Silver fern - New Zealand's symbol, native plant
Tui - native NZ bird with amazing vocal abilities
Koru - Maori pattern, the curl of an unopened fern
Bellbird - NZ bird, sounds like a bell
Pohutakawa - native NZ tree with red blossoms
Manuka - native NZ tree with sweet nectar, used for honey
farming