Card Players In Red Room Poem by Jayakumar Jrain

red room with three card players
she is the beginner of card player
smell of wine and whiskey
she is viridian green
she is an illusion of the room
loved an artist. she collect a lot of paintings
I'm a have her fall in love
It's late at night, the world's asleep
world is dreaming
I love you
I'm thankful of you for giving me love
I'm thankful of you for being with me although I'm too sensitive and sometimes I am too depressed and hurt you but you stay with me
I'm too sensitive, at first you kiss slowly
afra said Okay
world is sleeping
night of feel passion dream
lightning lightning lightning