My Heart is in Japan









I sit under a white pine
Amidst the pink sakura bloom 
And watch them sway and 
Dance, to the stunning red sky
When a magical lingering aroma 
Has me senses captive
Of hot ramen and spicy gyoka;
Like living a serene visual jutsu 
My soul finds its craving and
My heart is in Japan

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