The stroke of midnight
Entering a world of fiction –
Before one of dreams
The stroke of midnight
Entering a world of fiction –
Before one of dreams
As the dust scattered
So did the cherry blossoms –
Rug on a clothes line
Sniffing the blossoms
Bob is enjoying the scent
As much as I am
Sweet and honey like
Greets me each morning and night –
Unsure of their name
Majestic looking
I thought it was dead until
It started to twitch
Saharan sandstorm
European emmissions –
Unprecedented