Love drips

out of my lines.

There is not ink

But sweetness and joy

protruding in small afternoons

befuddled

in glimpses of light

dancing on leaves

and ruby flowers…

When skies glance

at the coolness of moonshine

and butterflies kept in a dream

smile till dawn,

Do not forget…

As long as you feel

the brush of the evening’s wind

coiling like a wild animal

You are as young as

the new roses this year…

Photo: Artist: HASUI, KAWASE (1883-1957)
Title: NIGHT SCENE AT MIYAJIMA SHRINE
Dated: 1947 “good night”!

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