Another day begins...
Before I met you...
The word sunrise meant the moon giving way to the sun...
Now sunrise is me waking up and thinking of you...
Come to think of it...
I live in a sunrise world...
For I think of you all day...
And then I dream of you at night...

I miss you...
Hope I can see you soon...
If not tomorrow, I hope I can see your eyes some other time. ..
I could not see you in 30 years and you would still look as beautiful as the first time I saw you...
One of the wonderful things about missing you is the feeling of happiness I  get when I think of you and  the  hope of seeing you again....
Good night love of my life...
I just don't like you...
I adore you...

So this is it...
It is over...
Funny, I don't think it ever started...
For we were always afraid...
And full of of fears...
But that is life...
It showed us a path...
And we could have taken it together...
But we chose not to....
And now we are just walking  separately...
On different paths...
So we blew it...
But it is not over...
For it never started...
I wish you the best...
For when you love someone...
You can only wish good things...
No matter where you are...
Or who is walking by your side...

The most important asset a person can have is his or her freedom...
Freedom to think
Freedom to choose...
Freedom to love....
Freedom to cry...
Freedom to laugh...
Freedom to dream...
I feel free around you...
For you are a free spirit...
You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen...
Or that I will ever see...
That is why I freely say...
I love you...
You have the freedom to answer...
Or to not answer...
And it does not matter...
I still love you...

I have seen your eyes on summer days....
Winter days...
Fall days...
Even in a dark room at midnight...
While our bodies exchanged love and passion....
And it does not matter how bright or dark it is...
Your eyes make any day a spring day...
For your eyes are a reflection of your kindness...
And an endless source of inspiration for my soul...
For without those eyes...
I would not be a poet...
Just a collector of words...

I saw a rose last night...
Went to sleep thinking of it...
Dreamed of the rose...
And woke up missing her...

To the woman who resembles a rose petal ...
You have my heart...

Sakura is the Japanese word for cherry blossom...
Sakura time is a magical period...
It does represent renewal and optimism...
It signals the ending of winter and beginning of spring...
The cherry trees become pink and beautiful...
I can probably say every time I see you is Sakura's time...
For your eyes bring peace, happiness and optimism to my days...
Your eyes are magical...
They are an eternal spring...