A gust of wind.
A forbidden kiss
hidden by the flurries
of cherry blossoms
raining down from the sky.
Passion explodes.
Fire melts the long frozen ice
and ice turns to liquid
under her piercing emerald stare.
Gray into green.
Words left unsaid
as writing in the pure white sand.
The kiss ends.
The wind dies down
as the cherry blossoms
fall to the hard concrete ground.
They break away.
Liquid turns back to ice.
The fire inside dies down
to nothing but a flicker of hope
that it will be rekindled again
by that mysterious lover of a man...
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