Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest

Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow

Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!

Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice

Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble

Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them

Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more