By: Amoureax Amant
South wind circled rose hill blossomed in red,
through sakura rain fluttered overhead,
and set the sun which settled on mountain,
then gathered clouds to weave twilight curtain.
Spring wind wrinkled green amber pond forehead,
with peach blossom dropped from branch overhead,
and pushed both swans to sail into fountain,
toward water lilies adorned garden.
You were March wind carried sweet aroma,
through forest filled with blooming sakura,
and picked a petal fluttered like snowflake,
like swan's feather floated on amber lake.
I was April rain dropped down thought of you,
into topaz meadow seemed like fall view.