A cherry on top of a cherry
antagonizing to reach the top
never questioning the power of itself
but frequently the legitimacy of the other
– if only was life a solitary game

A cherry begins to hurt, it withers
as solitude meets regret
when awakening means forgiving
to let go, to be at peace
with yourself and your other self

“A cherry can happily be a twin cherry, too !”
a silent affirmation after years of alienation
the ultimate stroke of the pen
a needless hug at the end of a long day
– it is time for the Sun to rise again

A cherry next a cherry
walking in life can never be a struggle
through rainfall and snow
during the day or during the night
– I know we are not alone