If I could stop the end of the bottle
That was spinning in the dream right now,
It would point at you, my angel,
I would claim the lips I’m allowed.
But I wake up every morning,
I never want to bring you down from the clouds.
Do you want to spin the bottle
Only among the angels’ crowd?
Daily prompt: bottle
It’s Saturday, let’s go leisurely.
Taking local train deliberately.
The rhyme wakes foggy mind softly;
Pause gently, move regularly.
It’s life, let’s go beautifully.
Capture the moment of ordinary.
It’s always too soon to be ready
When presence turns into memory.
# 113 My Saturday with Keihan Uji line local train (the train that stops every station), Kyoto.
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Puncture heart wall to release
Some feelings with no way to proceed.
But this soft flesh can only bleed
For the love that won’t be decreased.
Daily prompt: Puncture
Clear green stream flows,
Fogging gold tapered leaves
Under the white steam.
Daily prompt: Taper
Polished jewel box,
Memories with every piece
Are shining inside.
I love you still glisters
On our unused wedding rings.
#120 For you, from June me.
Daily prompt: Polish
I can spend forever to trace
These soft delicate rosy curves.
My eyes are lost in this lovely shape,
Yours is craft created by nature.
My fingers can’t keep in proper place
To trail in front grace, tender.
My lips close the space
And your kiss back stills the earth.
Daily Post prompt : Trace
Last Sunday at Kyoto botanical garden, Kyoto
Waning crescent moon,
Feelings of apart lovers
Pack its shadow tight.
# 118 for the crescent moon tonight