{random poetry #28}




❤

Nothing 
in the world
is usual today.
This is 
the first morning. 


❤

Even though
these pine trees 
keep their original color,
everything green
is different in spring.

❤


In love with you
My heart has many
Worries, yet
Not a single one
Would I be without.

❤


Now only
Thoughts of it
Fill my mind;
To forget, even more
Pain is what I want!

❤

Is it only I
Who will hold you in my thoughts?
How terrible,
That you, my destination
Should not know at all.

❤

[ Izumi Shikibu ]