Almond Blossom
Cast a sundial on scarlet bricks
As the day gradually pass away
Take care of the seven candles
Cascade made of twirls of gold
Tinted window and Artemis statue
Withholding an arched bow
The street is full of lost people
In a city that is no longer lost
I see you each day without
Disclosing parts of your face
Entranced by this delicate labyrinth
The boutique street and familiar cafe
In the garden of one plant this almond tree
And wait for the new song to take shape
Trapped away in the new 20th century
Add a lapis lazuli star in your name
This perfume smells like dead roses
Mismatched buttons and hand saw shirt
You have entered the wrong entry way
A kind reminder by the keeper of the gate
But the bronze key had worked just fine
Beware of metallic keys
That matches the colour of your eyes
Lunar eclipse by every daylight
As the lightning chord keeps dancing
On the album cover of Mahler
I will write you a winter song
That no one understands well
Mint pastille not to be taken easily
In the endless summers
Floating like warmwatered tea leaves
Not here away but never astray
By Aran Meredith
