Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

You wore makeup in front of the mirror,

engaging guest for candlelight dinner,

perhaps you wore makeup for beloved one,

perhaps you dined with your shadow alone.

You dressed in white like princess, like flower,

putting food on the table with starter,

perhaps you dressed up for someone in town,

perhaps you lit candles with beam of dawn.

You sat at the table with your shadow,

sipping cocktail in front of the window,

perhaps you saw pearl moon rose up surface,

perhaps you saw pearl moon emerged as face.

You slept like fainting bee in candle beam,

dreaming of dinning with dream prince in dream.