Sun-kissed sakura feeds on your skin, Incandescent rays of light brush against the water. Ripples run around in circles like ducklings. Willows weep in the distance and cherry blossom trees lose their sakuras once again. Spring is leaving me. So are you. The breeze glides against us and dances in the air alike a ballerina performing the black swan. Swans and ducklings sail along the waters surface like an elfin pinnace ,their feathers graze amongst crocodile-coloured pondweed. Sun-kissed sakura falls up onto your lap as you fall out of my heart for the last time.