By: Amoureax Amant
Green cinnamon stretched branch as umbrella,
waving as wave waving in green fresh sea,
on branch there stood a pair of birds singing,
under shadow there grew strong grass dancing.
Yellow fragrans spread jill's perfume in gust,
attracting butterfly and bee for lust,
with scent of love between a pair of bees,
and scent of thought between long-lost spouses.
White mild moonlight fell on the yard stood hill,
streaming down ground there blew north gust with chill,
in light as water there bathed lank lady,
who looked upon full moon shining in sky.
She sent a bunch of scent toward distance,
over mountain and stream there filled fragrance.