I can see how the melon is squashed,
As bits and pieces carves my trailing route.
How the juices now pure,
Drips from every vibrant thought.
I held for myself, sweetened by frost,
A silent rock from which water may sprout,
It is clear a spring from which my palms do melt,
With fruits as fresh,
Ripe from your heart.
Wine and Sake Poem No.1
久保田 翠壽 純米大吟釀 生酒 （朝日酒造）
2008/11/19
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Let not a drop of desire
Disturb the heart in ripples
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