Delicate buds open to the suns touch,
warmth and light herald the Spring
The beauty of nature unfolds around Us.
Walking across the carpet of Cherry Blossom
Soft scents and a gentle touch
I feel spent blossom on my face and you,
in your hair
Petals sit atop of your head
A crown I say,
A King yet to Find.
We part, neither needs to Cry,
as we both know,
the Samurai say,
today is a good day to die
Copyright © Confetti of Flesh | Year Posted 2010
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