Walking Through Gion

It's red and it's golden Wet and gorgeous This night as it rains My shoes fill with water My eyes fill with water I'm smitten By the way the city just is



Conversation is served by the teaspoon From the pot of the city Like catching droplets in eyelashes And wiping tears off beloved faces. A teaspoon is refreshing When brewing peppermint tea. Sometimes it spills, Stained with reality And people wade through Impatiently Irked by the way it splashes their legs. Unminding of rain, But unforgiving… Continue reading Brewing