Autumn Red

I wish the firing red

Shaded the coldness around.

Again, November foliage

Is painting the sky and the ground.

All the beautiful places

Wait and wait to be together found.

I wish …

But it doesn’t matter anymore, now.

#132

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Life is Short, Kiss the Rose


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.

#119
Daily Post prompt : Trace
Last Sunday at Kyoto botanical garden, Kyoto