Written by Ryosuke
Translated by Jojo Brandel
A bundle of lilies, each one
floating on the lake
let’s speak so softly
that its pedals won’t come apart
your memory
is made by the light of the moon
and your cheeks
just barely red, who knows if you were really blushing
my body unchanged
trudging on
gloomy
year after year
in the end, my life
is scattered on the lake
in piles of lilies
where all things warm
ebb and flow in the standing water