Sitting on the balcony,
Lost for centuries,
Staring at the unreality,
Of her insanity.

Gazing at the light,
Flashing back to the night.

Beyond the unknown,
Is what she behold,
Thoughts uncontrolled,
Curling up in the cold.

"Let's go, B!"
He called out to me,
I ran down with glee,
To our beloved cherry tree.