The vision of Love

Yūgen

Like
night blooming jasmine
your petals are thorny
mysterious yet obvious
my visions are melancholic
as your touch are allergic.

In love
undress the ancient beauty
I feel warmth in her breast.
her nails are sharp and wild
yet she is so kind.

Later
the smells and memories dwell
few smile and more tears
in a winter bath tub
love touch us to remind
we are all alive.

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