Two birds
whispering on the eaves
as if telling love
from that part in the south
i cannot help
but to eavesdrop
i am envious
this
most simple love
voiced with a just a mouth
transported by the cheapest flight
just one week in the gleam of spring
a house is made
and also their crisp
leurs mots d'amour
said with serenity
so beautifully
even if i could steal these
i wouldn't be able to
decipher them correctly.