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