Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin

Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more

A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart

Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice