from me to you, mine.
not just red here. pink red.
rose flower not one, once are two.
were pink-red red redening roses,
roses blush pink her red roses.
again one, two, three
times four longing became.
her cheeks just once, twice his.
pain knew me more,
no one to my sorrow.
no one knows,
also chose not to be like me.
"rose" .... was mine.