Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

Light rain too cold, rode atop wind with sigh,

falling like snow fluttered to low from high,

it's as cold as snowflake fell on moist ground,

it's as cold as frost sprinkled on playground.

Crisp rain too light, drifted in wind from sky,

drifting like autumn leaves, like butterfly,

it's light enough to be drifting around,

it's light to ripple west lake round and round.

South rain couldn't flutter on northern land,

where north sunshine couldn't warm south island,

as wind couldn't blow rain to distant you,

which rain was lovesickness in rainfall view.

Cold rain like snowflake froze spirit of mine,

when cloud like curtain covered my sunshine.