Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

Sunshine was hot spring warmed melting snowflake,

which was curtain of snow long-sealed heart's lake,

that was rippled by peach petal from grove,

when in chilled wind someone gave me warm glove.

Spring rain was milk fluttered in misty dome,

to milk peach garden filled with peach blossom,

each bloom was love pervaded aroma,

each rain was note of love hit umbrella.

You took off glove of yours to warm my hand,

that warmth from love was warmer than spring land,

and rain wettened each other's one shoulder,

when rain hit each other's one umbrella.

You beheld pale dog clouds emerged rainbow,

which was love bow shot out sunshine arrow.