Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

Princess rode on flowery boat on prow,

touring through sea of crowds outside window,

with maids who held baskets, spreading flowers,

and knights armed swords, dressing in black armors.

She was snow white, whose skin was pale as snow,

whose dress was long enough to touch meadow,

whose look was more gorgeous than white lotus,

whose scent was much sweeter than osmanthus.

She empathized the sea of crowds with noise,

that noise was people's voices and source of joys,

and faced upon the sea of crowds with smiles,

that smiles were wind carried fragrance through miles.

She waved upon people, waving her hand,

touring with sweet music from royal band.