Wishing
Through a half-opened screen
Fragrance of mist quenches a thirst
And I wish for you;
In my pleasant world surrounded
With images of us crossing the tides,
Picking marbles thrown upward
A world so fresh as the water,
Ebbing away, letting you go with it--
I wish for you.
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2015
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