Warm breeze flowing through the streets,
all stores filled with shining light.
Intoxicated youth sings latest beats,
aware of the arrival of the night.
Drunken tourist, oh so loudly screams.
Dancing along with his group of friends.
Warm memories behind he leaves,
to keep warm when summer the ends.
Lonely shadows
Empty yard
Water, sparking with moon
And one lone leaf
Flying far
Dancing with silent tune
I have been waiting for you.
And now you are here,
my heart says: this is it.
I am still hesitating a bit.
Maybe,
you just have some kind of a magical allure,
bewitching me
to see,
something, unreal.
Even if it’s all delusion,
I won’t live in fear
Who you are, I need to hear.
What gets you to going?
Do you like when it’s snowing?
And,
Would you like to come and see?
What’s your, favourite tea?
Sipping tea and chatting,
until moon rises high,
breaking open the shell of shy,
just smoke left form candle light
and you know it’s right.
You feel like…
You are completely,
utterly,
accepted.
And you are.
Intoxicating flavour
Sparking hidden desire
lighting senses on fire
in rising heat
Smell so sweet
this midnight treat
makes life complete,
You rise from your seat
And see,
this is an ordinary tea.
Collapses inner deceit.
Heart like drumbeat
and from defeat,
though discrete,
You feel,
Loved.
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