Dear, I'm writing at my desk.

Suddenly I smell the air of fragrance.
It's cherry blossom in D.C. by the Tidal Basin.
It's the lingering coldness in early March.
Remnant snow

The glimpse of sunset
on the D.C. bound train
Purple and Red
We're holding hands.

Smell of fresh grass near Farragut West
People watching and lunch with my friend
People in suits as they hustle here and there

I wish to be one of them. Now I am but I'm also away.

Orange and Yellow
Leaves Twirl

White and Blue
Frosty snow
I love you, but I gotta go.