Words are only poor
Blessings at your altar of
Moist chrysanthemums
Generosity
From my lover turns my eyes
Away from Heaven
Your kisses erupt
Like cherry blossoms that first
Arose in my heart
Gray fog billows toward
The shore our kisses were twins
Separated at birth
Your tongue is mapping
My soul’s shoreline I hope you
Will journey inland
Zen Master “Restless
Heart and reckless love are twins –
I know their mother”
Entering your heart
I break apart like the wind
That blurs our kisses
Exploring your breasts
I know why the traveler
Rests on Mount Fuji
When bee drinks joy at
The flower’s well he instructs
Our nighttime pleasure
Touch is your bucket
Fetching water from my well
Of forgotten dreams
Blessings at your altar of
Moist chrysanthemums
Generosity
From my lover turns my eyes
Away from Heaven
Your kisses erupt
Like cherry blossoms that first
Arose in my heart
Gray fog billows toward
The shore our kisses were twins
Separated at birth
Your tongue is mapping
My soul’s shoreline I hope you
Will journey inland
Zen Master “Restless
Heart and reckless love are twins –
I know their mother”
Entering your heart
I break apart like the wind
That blurs our kisses
Exploring your breasts
I know why the traveler
Rests on Mount Fuji
When bee drinks joy at
The flower’s well he instructs
Our nighttime pleasure
Touch is your bucket
Fetching water from my well
Of forgotten dreams
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