The Samurai and the Lady

He parted the silk
and traced her skin with clusters of
pink sakura.  His lips
Followed their trail.  He
pulled flowers from the clusters,
scattering on her skin.
Teasingly he blew
them away.  Here, now there, and
And there.  He smiled and
Pulled her to him.  Soft
as petals against him, he
touched her in wonder.