even after all
those years
nothing
could
change me

maybe you should love
someone who doesn’t
get sad

All trees
dressed in pink
the longings
that were planted here
over the years
I've been faithful
in my visits
approaching gently
quietly leaving
pink and white petals
like devoted butterflies
flapping their wings
to decorate that sky
of memory
beautiful things of the mortal world
finally return
the season of sakura
like my thoughts fluttering about
in the first flush of her romance
the sanctity of this retreat
the pink flames
reflected on lovers' foreheads
fragrances
stored in the depths of time
fly out towards
our love affair.

You had me
feeling like gold
and I had no gravity

when he kissed
me goodbye
I held on
with tears
in my eyes
and usually
i don't hold
on to no one

we were
standing
outside
in the cold
but couldn't
feel a thing

let's go back
to the nights
in your car
when simple
was our middle
name

if our love was hot
now we're burning

you took the
easy route with
her
instead
of the long
way home
with me

you gave me a star
but I wanted the galaxies
of your heart