A bamboo pen writes
On her lips shades of color appear
An apple breaks sweetness
I imagine love but never
Experienced the feeling in
A kiss planted on
Her lips part and close
A tulip in spring time revives
A bee collects honey from
Her lips part and close
My heart sings and shudders beating
Senses depart to
Her lips part and close
My heart sings and shudders beating
On her lips I rest.
September 1, 2019