By: Amoureax Amant
If I condensed pear tree grew by window,
whose branch filled with petals with hues of snow,
would you be someone danced like butterfly,
whose dance impressed the inebriate's eye,
If I condensed dandelion filled meadow,
whose petal slipped with wind shaked green willow,
would you be someone beheld azure sky,
whose gaze sent dandelion came with wind's sigh.
If I condensed blooming water lily,
whose scent mixed leaf's scent pervaded valley,
would you be someone picked lily on lake,
whose hand wrinkled ripple like wings of drake.
If I condensed orchid hid in forest,
would you be someone came for me in mist.