2021.02.18.
The fire was flickering in her sights
The fire was flickering in her sights.She stretched me a palm of hands.
She presented to me
the breath of the day,
She ruined over me
behind a long of away,
Just a year, sweetheart,
you will know
And realize a flight
of my reverie.
At all my sight
you’ll see a light,
a “yes” will see,
a “no” will see.
My love for you
is so secret.
Not flinch a brow
years so hundred.
Years will over,
loves will over
But no, never
Not flinch the brow.
Cognized of you's,
forgot I all,
Among pastimes
I started dull.
Has grown alien to me all white light.
To every dame, I speak only, 'not!'