The cottage lit with the red candle
An intense whiff simmers me,Your Lips that look innocent,
Fragrant odours escaping from the hair
Like a pearl poured out from a scattered urn
Sweet voices in my ears
It still echoes today.
I'm alone like that moon now,
Borrowing light from the star.
On the full moon day,
Stealing the light of mine
And your shadows still follow me in the dark.
From the rising blue giant sky
Shining like a meteor in the black night
Even if it falls and gets lost in the sea
My eyes are thirsty
To see the nerves of your eyebrows
And my
Imagination is yet not erased.
The blotch left on the arm
Rainbows mixed on the lips
Strong breaths
With the feeling of being exhausted
By swearing deliberately,
That's still trembling in my sleep.
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