Beneath the Blossoms, You and I

Beneath a sky of blushing hue,

The cherry blossoms fell like dew.

Each petal spun a soft caress,

A secret note in nature’s dress.

You took my hand, the world grew shy,

As pink confetti kissed the sky.

I saw the spring inside your eyes,

More radiant than dawn’s sunrise.

The blooms, they whispered in the air,

Of tender love and moments rare.

They knew, as we stood heart to heart,

That even beauty must depart.

Yet still I’d choose this fleeting hour,

This kiss beneath the falling flower.

For though the petals fade and fly,

Our love will linger—soft and shy.

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