Once, you and me, we were close.
Just a platonic boy-girl friendship...

Today i sat next to a summer pond. I watched lazy...
The sweet scent of nature and wild meadow flowers...

I sit alone, in a darkened room.
My make-up streaking my cheeks...

Cascades of roses float down in scented streams of...
Caressing my creamy skin and fragrances my hair...

My beautiful friend.
So fragile, was bitten...

Icy fingers grasp clammy flesh.
Gentle breath turns to heavy gasps...

Gentle like a summer breeze.
Just an in print of time, Like a footprint in the...

Morning dew shines in a spectrum
Of vivid color...

Lips like a bloodied rose.
Cut open and spilled across the Grass...

Sweet and natural are you
Always bearing the brunt of pain...

Love is the fear in the first date.
Love is bunch of flowers in your hands...

Sweet sakura blossoms twist around
on their descent down from the branches...