Their Gait was Like a Falling Cherry Blossom by Liubomyr Vovnianko

Their gait was like a falling cherry blossom

I usually avoid the sense of “awesome”, 

but –

In harmony with the glare of the tender petal,

They found the moonlit walk as deadly, lethal!

Their gait was like the endless cries of silence

I was a fool and ignored the guidance.

No one could see the stranger's face, but –

They did their walk with big disgrace.

Their gait was like a rescue from the abyss

I have covered the final puzzle of this premise

Shining footsteps contrast that hidden silhouette

Sublime or Beauty – what is the tool of a real poet?

but –

You cannot choose, you play a duet!

Their gait was like a falling cherry blossom.