Disclaimer : I don't own Bleach.
It's Love
The silver blood dripping through the forest floor
A smile stretched, a few steps nearer
A warm heart, slight breeze
Sweet perfume of cherry blossoms
Dancing above the frosty lake
Weak thread tethering from the moon
An ideal life, utopia
A remembrance, the old soul that forgot
Diamonds that twinkled, filling and spreading in the sky
Beautiful, wistful, untouchable
"Why can't you stay?
So your warmth could linger a little longer"
Memories of the ocean
Middle child of the Mother that always accept everything
with selfless heart…
The warm darkness infuse
The Guilty One
A walk into paradise
One peek and thousand promises
The silver blood dripping through the forest floor
A smile stretched, a few steps nearer
Soft petals of plum flower rained from the sky (whisper of long lost words, The touch of painful melody)
And gone with the wind