Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

As tranquil as village leaned against stream,

where peasants farmed farmland till last sunbeam,

where children picked flowers lured honeybee,

where elders played chess under shade of tree.

As softly as rippling stream haunted dream,

when frogs sang with nightingale in moonbeam,

when peach flowers emerged as fragrant sea,

when weavergirl and cowboy tasted tea.

As gently as weavergirl wove bride's dress,

as if weavergirl dressed dress like princess,

as tightly as two threads wrapped each other,

as if both hearts connected together.

As softly as cowboy picked peach blossom,

then carried peach blossom from farm to home.