the rose valve has just spoken a beautiful words
myself repeated doubtless disbelief
his charm charms the soul
I plunged in far from the lap
I ignore your beauty
then again I heard that beautiful speech
I accepted the rose
I took its extract with all my heart
beautiful ..
as beautiful as the hopeful moon in the sky
that makes me addicted
Your presence is celebrated by the sprinkling stars
the sudden dust looks like gold dust
stick strange at the corner of your picture frame
still crunchy memory in my brain
even if he does not want to
a lump of meat in my body joined in fast rhythm