Purple is submerged in purple.
Green, no matter how green, can set you off.
The same organism
I am a leaf.
You are a flower.
You are elegant and calm.
Ruthless and proud
I am persistent and enthusiastic.
Direct, impatient
In a gust of wind
Do you want a hug?
After the rain
I also dry your tears.
Is purple still waiting for purple?
Green is still looking forward to in green.
Note: Flower language: fickle, proud guy, indifference, playboy, affair, ruthless, intense love, family reunion.
Poetry of the Arctic monarch
The last lover.
Last lover, don't cry.
The last bunch of flowers I sent you.
We will reach the border of autumn.
Ajisai blooms because of you.
The moon shines for you.
We agreed to walk hand in hand to the white head.
Poetry of the Arctic monarch
The depth of love
fleet
From light green to dark green
slow
From dark green to bright pink
mild
From pink to pink
deep
From pink to purple
Poetry of the Arctic monarch
Purple Valentine's Day
Any season
There are beautiful flowers.
Today, I deliberately
Treat flowers
Dye more warmly
I feel a little sad.
I feel a little lonely.
I found the dye a little ripe.
I find this dye no longer attractive.
On this Valentine's Day
When I handed you the flowers
You are more beautiful.
Poetry of the Arctic monarch