Quotes from Akiko Yosano

I can give myself to her In her dreams Whispering her own poems In her ear as she sleeps beside me.

Gently, I open the door to eternal mystery, the flowers of my breasts cupped, offered with both my hands.

Without returning... O my feelings In this gathering darkness of spring, And against my koto My tangled, tangled hair.

After twenty years of living the barren life, I want to believe that now all of my patient dreams will at last be realized

Lifting your head, my slender arm beneath the nape of your neck, I want, suddenly, to suck your feverish lips with mine

The little lamb's eyes, desperate for forest water, must resemble mine. O you whose love I long for, how can you understand me?

My shiny black hair fallen into disarray, a thousand tangles, like a thousand tangled thoughts about my love for you.