Azalea
Soft and tender Azalea
The blue sky opens wide
To contemplate
Your Queen's silky regalia.
Caressed by the warm breeze
Of forlorn springs
The sweet scent brings
Memories of a forbidden kiss
-I gave you a bouquet... White-
Like your smile right after... Delight!
And your love was a bliss
That summer.
Autumn passed when years collided
And the wind was cold
Gray skies invited
Rain to pour rampart, heavy unfold!
The soft skin crinkled
Moistened and soaked
Snowy lips crinkled
And the dark clouds cloaked
Your glorious existence.
And the gravity
Rocked with serenity
Your swaying dance
To the ground.