Oh the apple tree

You shook my apple tree,
And apples came tumbling down.
All in angular ways,
Yet not much of a loud sound.
I felt the ground jump,
As each one hit the floor.
All turning and twisting,
Similar as before.
My heart opened up,
So wide I must not say.
Damn your sweet smile,
Same as that past day.
I'm sorry i couldn't save you
And I now understand thee.
With all those sweet apples,
And I'm yearning for it to be.

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