Light rain settles this white dust,
and her perfume penetrates thin walls.
Her jade-white body slips into a jade-white gown.
The embroidery is beautiful, but sad.
She blossoms like a pear against an ivory couch.
A silk blouse and green skirt
hang in the smoky incense of aloe.
Why do I waste time painting early morning clouds?
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Thanks, Douglas, for reblogging this poem.
A lovely one! You are most welcome good sir!
Really beautiful.
I think so, too.
So b eautiful! It remembers me one of mij favourite film: In the mood for love, by Wong Kar Wai.
Ah, I can see how it might. Glad iy brought that lovely memory for you.