snow lantern
In gentle sweeps, the cherry blossoms float,
They dance on whispers, light as morning dew,
Silly little things, they seem to gloat,
Yet none can rival beauty found in you.
A star so rare, my dear, with radiant light,
I reach to pluck the mischief from the air,
To thread them through your hair, a joyful sight,
Yet how could I, a sinner, dare to care.
How blessed am I, chosen from the throng,
You, the apple of my eye, my truth so bright,
My downfall too, in shadows where I long,
Your smile, my guidance through the darkest night.
In silent symphony, our hearts unite,
I kiss you softly, whispering a prayer,
And in that peace, my world feels truly right.
acoustic sundial