Fern Road

Slip into the green
and run away with me
and we will meet as lovers
on the fern road.
The house of white leaves
is calling,
the summer night distilled
like hummingbirds' treasure.
And we will dress ourselves
in the turn of seasons
with only the wish
for midsummer's splendor
to bear upon our backs
and wear like the swallow's gentle song.

Background:
Geisha:
Tea house:
Leaves
Butterflies
Ferns:
Vines
Tree
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