pristine quietness hugs a new dawn
my best friend Silence strolls across the lawn.
you are my Lonely Cherry Blossom Tree-
we chased each flower you set free
simple tears i wept
as memories of your nectar swept.
gone in a minute your humble offering-
the heavy but muted breath of anticipation we were fostering.
like a prelude to a kiss
i reminisce about each blossom i miss.
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