Celebration of Desolation

 In your company~

the old desolated temple~

looked like worth a lifetime~

The courtyard without roof~

made us lie~

under the enormous sky~

You slept so sweetly~

on pillow of my arm~

cuddling me with your hand~

on my cheek~

the Moon stood guard~

while we slept~

the stars got excited~

and twinkled more than ever.

I combed your silken hair~

with fingers and~

kissed on your hair~

that sweet smile~

on your face broadened a bit.

You woke up and blushed~

and made the Sun red~

Half the sky turns red~

to wish both of us GOOD MORNING...