the viola

dark amber thoughts
horsehairthreads and burgandy strings
dangerous beauty set
neither here
nor ontop
the dazzling plateau
of slipslide dreams.
cold ashes spent and wet
never again to warm
to hold amberlight
love nevermore
this transparent lightness
this perfect memory
void of any weight
it's gone whereto?
this exact photograph
goneto what
how can something disappear
become a distant
memory
of now agoney
oh well
what can i do??
??
I make a green
bean salad
with wasabi
and walnuts...
this acrid smell
these tears that run
are so real
but your perfect memory
is of something
that no longer exists...

inner beauty

She laughs at him ( the homeless boy in the video below) when he says he is a manual laborer, but cries when she hears his voice. Inside everyone is something so beautiful that it makes us cry... but none of us can see it, only when we come face to face with it... then we cry for him, for ourselves, for everyone...

Homeless Boy Steals The Talent Show

Rin' 『 Samurai heart -侍魂- 』 （Rin' join in AAA）