Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

Darkness was flame whose sparks were stars in night,

that blinked like starry eyes twinkled starlight,

that starry eyes whispered yearnings to me,

as summer birds whispered to chestnut tree.

Pearl moon was face whose moonbeam was eyesight,

that beheld twinkling town with neon light,

that neon light emerged as starry sea,

where I beheld pearl moon with daisy tea.

Moonbeam was lovesickness from me inside,

that sprinkled and condensed rolling wave tide,

that flowed along river over mountain,

through thousands of mountains toward ocean.

Chillness was loneliness which was night wind,

that circled heart's island floated in mind.