when memory returns

I lack strength to forget the girl

 walking under cherry blossoms, walking

into my consciousness, silence surrounds her.

 

Water cycles back garden waterfall

over flowers, before leaving, butterflies linger

piano sonata ends with themes returning.

 

Dawn looks differently now,

my heart lifts with expectations,

filtering cherry blossoms.

 

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