Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

As lightly as lady walked through window,

as if light breeze passed through weeping willow,

whose perfume was like roses filled downtown fair,

whose umbrella shielded crisp rain of tear.

As softly as lady trod on bridge bow,

as if canoe drifted along billow,

whose eyes beheld flutist performed on stair,

whose ears listened music moved willow hair.

As gently as lady listened flutist,

as if music was like crisp rain in mist,

whose music flowed along chanting water,

whose music swirled with rain moistened flower.

As softly as flutist crooned like blade frog,

as if music haunted lady in fog.