Author of quotes: Akiko Yosano. Page 1

As in the old days
Called love
All the sorrows of the world,
So now all the joy
Death call.

Wild roses mangled,
I decorated their hair
and I made this bouquet -
about you, love, yearning,
a long day wandering through a meadow...

I commandment of the Buddha?
What terrible prophecies of the word?
That slander and gossip?
In the world we are now only two,
engaged to the Love!

Then my chest
the waves of the tide,
the raging fire -
so unrestrained and selfless,
so crazy I fell in love with!

There will be no dawn!
Nestled up to your shoulder,
on the rumpled bed
I'm listening to slumber of the night
the sweetest tale of love...

Breast squeezing,
foot threw the cover
secret -
Oh, how dark-crimson
the secret flower!

White shoulders my
In the wooden tub bathing;
One would think, seeing:
White water lilies buds
Blossomed.

With effort, gradually
Open the door to the secret secret.
Carefully
Lifting your breast,
Come into the grass meadow.

So, bending
On a low table with a book
We love
And time until death
Pass.

The touch
Silky skin
The beating of hot blood
Familiar eh you carefree
The moralist?!

Loose
Long long locks
A soft flowing stream.
And a girl's heart
Confidential-dissolved.

Flinch heart,
Suddenly became a garden,
Breadth came
My room -
From blooming peonies.

You're the shining stars
In the winter night sky.
Someone will say:
Just one, -
Answer: every one of them.

Who dares to advise
Me, winged,
So I slowly, slowly
The stone stairs
Up climbed?!