The LUGO Press



Soft petals enclose

Life-giving sweetness

Bedazzling scents arose

Its message's fleetingness

On my canvas, your nectar, their honey,

My apple are

Colourful drops

Of water

A birch in early spring makes rain

If its branches break

Little creatures crawl on

Sugar-coated branches

Knowing now that spring’s awake

Our eyes watch eagerly

As growth commences

The morning misty, the sun unveiled

Through the droplets is reflected

Your clouds, their rain, our breaths are all

Colourful drops

Of water