By: Amoureax Amant
As shooting stars slipped through night dome,
long you stood under stars like peach blossom,
and made three wishes rooted on tulips lawn,
where tulips wondered if the stars were stone.
As you recalled refugees left their home,
you wished world could be in peace, in freedom.
as you recalled someone warmed your chilled dawn,
you wished couple could cherish each sundown.
As you recalled tulips faded on ground,
you wished you could condense peach tree around,
if you condensed peach tree around flowers,
you would company her through silent hours.
If you condensed peach tree shielded crisp rain,
you would waite for tulips to bloom again.