Peach and plum blossoms
Young peach and plum blossoms,
Dazzling and radiant.
They were as joyful as nice spring times,
And lithe as branches bent under the autumn frast.
Roving glances led to beautiful seductions,
Speech and laughter were filled with fragrance.
Partners clasping each other would welcome love,
Together under the covers and blankets.
They were as two bird in flight,
Their paired wings soaring,Using cinnabar ink they write voms.