The aroma of cherry blossoms,
tickling my nose,
leaving crimson color,
seducing the beasts,
leaving a trail, a trail of wind
making a path,
resting ashore,
hiding ahead,
lingering sound,
lonely wolf howling,
under dark blue moon,
calling out for help,
to save himself,
the shadow of past,
stalks here tonight,
waiting for her love,
to rise high and shine,
shine bright and light
every human’s heart,
a guidance of blue moon
into dark night!
A path leading only ahead
&never back…
For one day he’ll heal
his wounded heart,
&carry her in his thoughts;
for that was her last wish!
Lovely poem, would love to hear more! X
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Thank you very much! I will be writing more over the weekend 🙂
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