Philosophy

「目のひら」——それは、つくる手と見つめる目が重なる場所。 手のひらで立てた泡が、そのまま目のひらに映り込む。 触れることと見つめることが、ひとつに溶け合う瞬間。

The palm of my eye” — where the hand that creates and the eye that gazes meet. The foam whisked in the palm of my hand is reflected in the palm of my eye. A moment where the sense of touch and sight melt into one.

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溶けだしたチョコレートが、

犬のしっぽをそっと撫でる。

あでやかな

艶やかなブラウンが、

毛並みを描くように

やわらかく微笑む。

その傍ら、

ワイングラスのコーヒーに

ぽかりとエクボを咲かせた。

A Dimple in the Wine Glass / 夏の昼下がり

On a summer afternoon,

melted chocolate gently brushed

against the dog’s tail.

Its lustrous brown

smiled softly,

tracing the waves of its fur.

Beside it,

in a wine glass of coffee,

a single dimple bloomed.

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A Little Whisper

A little whisper

hums softly at my ear

In the empty bedroom

only the curtains sway gently

Hey—you're there, aren't you?

Invisible, yet the light touches me

The road runs

the clouds dance

and beyond them, the light draws me

Dazzling

and tender

the warmth seeps deep into my chest

Filling me down to my marrow—

grasping,

never letting go

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