Can it be a dream?

Can it be a dream?

Can you live just for one moment?
The garden is one small garden
Cultivate it together.
I am folding the umbrella
When I remember
I am not able to get your phone
number or your address
The rain erases stains
And footprints, a day’s memory.
How do strangers meet again?

note: I just finished reading Voltaire’s Candide.

 

 

 

where did you go

What if I slumber

and you appear in my dream

and you look my way

should I wave

to catch your attention?

 

If you are looking the other way

should I call your name?

But I don’t know your name.

 

I remembered you

walking under the cherry blossoms

that seemed so long ago.

Your beauty which I could not deny

was not what I remembered

but your face, a smile,

a mysterious smile

that remained in my heart.

 

I didn’t see you again.

I visited the cherry blossoms 

and waited

 but you didn’t return.

 

Maybe if  I dream