November,
one snowless day.
bright snow lays
on your brunette.
I warn you of that shine.
You saw.
We smiled.
I lend a hand.
We dust it off.
How silky your hair was,
I thought.
-照実
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Lion to the Heavens
RomansaIs there a chance when a Lion falls for the Heavens? You see the Lion in this collection of minimalist poems is a creature of Earth. He is bound by gravity and cannot meet the love of his Life, the Heavens. Isn't it ironic to fall for the Heavens...
