Don’t let the strong citrus scent,
Leaves you stepping back,
Come forth instead,
And welcome to the Tangerine Wonderland,
Where the orange colour stretches,
To far back,
Complimented by its fellow citrus friends,
For yellow, orange, and green,
Are the feelings,
My heart screams,
When I’m with you.

Her wings are flailing,
Bare through the blessings of Earth,
And rains of sorrows.

Butterflies flutter,
Utters of lethal lustre,
Seeped in like sugar.

The eclipsed ether,
Fairly honest yet complex,
Lit by countless stars.

The Sun will falter,
Day turns dark but comes the Moon,
Light shall rise again.

It’s raining in June,
Yet all the flowers still bloom,
With a charming Rune,

My heart loves this tune,
From the window of my room,
Brightly shine the Lune.