I’m not sure
I must admit I’m not used to it
Though not complaining
I sit on the beach
My midnight’s two
And I dip my feet
Staring at the past of
those little dots
under the pale moonlight
It’s warm
Like the feeling
I fear of losing it
But right now i’m in this moment
So this is love.
YOU ARE READING
Ukiyo
PoetryJapanese (n.) "the floating world"; living in the moment, detached from the bothers of life.
