Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

Village in south laid in cradle of mist,

hid in mountains of greens of peach forest,

as if village was heaven in old south,

as if peach petal dropped like rain of youth.

Old street lined with peach trees and chestnut trees,

peach petal swirled with wind and crooning bees,

chesnut fragrance pervaded avenue,

each petal in youth was my love to you.

You were a butterfly danced among grove,

where peach trees bloomed in full blossom with love,

where summer stars filled starry dome at night,

all blooms and stars were love to my moonlight.

You passed through old village laid in cradle,

into heart's lake inside waved a ripple.