Between your wrinkles
Spring breeze blurred my eyes,
when I heard cloud’s cries.
I saw wrinkles on your face,
in the willow-stroked lake.
Your eyes shone like starry skies,
your smile woke me like sunrise.
But I was foolish to chase,
flowery shadows of the lace.
Time breeze blurs my eyes,
when I hear my heart’s cries.
I see wrinkles on your face,
years after my futile chase.
I think I have grown wise,
can see true love through disguise.
But love leaves me without trace,
every morning when I gaze at the empty vase.
Oh my love,
wandered between your wrinkles then.
Oh my love,
wanders between your wrinkles now.
