By Leo
MAR.11th MidNight
Just off the path to downtown,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
The eyes of the bright moonlight
Have come gladly out of the sliverwinds
To welcome my longly shadow...
The ripplet looks reflected the nature of my thought.
Just like a window of mirrow
To its repose; nor can in books be read~~
Still my mind bound tensely,I gonna fall..
A paint turned up like a mirage
The nighttide casts a halo of pale light.
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom
And seasons, changeless since that nighttide Shadow & Sliverwinds
