Making the mistake
of stopping before a rendezvous
Stars spread evenly
on still dark waters
Fireflies mimic them
in cavernous cassia trees
The breeze soft-gentle
is coated with pine
A thirsty deer
stoops down to the lake
The thirsty lake
takes a long sip of deer
Ripples of pleasure
send shivers down constellations
I won’t be able
to meet you tonight.