More than A friend
In the midst of bountiful flowers
And there fragrance with song of lullaby
There! I wait to sing
I water the field with my tears
And they flourish to sprout new petals
The petals in there size become my friends
And their look beautifully bright!
I fall asleep in the midst of their lullaby scent
And there! I dream of you and I
My heart is full of toying
There I become a baby with more joy
I forget to weep again
When I'm in the hand of flowers
I open my mouth
And there I kiss Bird of paradise
And larkspur at hand lighten my heart
I spread my hand like haughty butterfly
Ready to kiss flowers for pollination
Then my heart rises like Lotus
Grow out of muddy and murky water
To show out its beautiful blossom
Bunch of Daffodilscan not express my joy
I'm lost in the midst of friendly flower
And my passion for Orange Lilly makes me gay
I grin my mind and cheer my soul
Why did I cry?
Just a bid of bye to then!
And with the company of flower
I have chosen not to shy
Though the past had me
But my new friends suffice heartbroken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem, j Mike. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks