By: Amoureax Amant
Oftentimes folks came for interests in town,
sometimes people came for flowers on lawn,
to visit long-missed families at home,
or else to admire park of peach blossom.
People came, people went for same reason,
someone came, someone went for one season,
some folks got drunk with friends before bedtime,
some folks farewelled old friends after feast time.
You came like breeze carried peach petal scent,
like breeze unmasked gauze clouds around crescent,
and went like breeze vanished without a trace,
like breeze carried fragrance upon pearl face.
You came for me, when I was lost in town,
when setting sun kissed faraway green lawn.