he loves a blossom
he feels... blossom is the god gifted to me
he is bleeding blood in heart
honesty love to blossom
blossoms tell the past of a lover
he loves more blossom
blood bleeding the heart
blossom hair in my face
he love fire
last think
one day blossom tell
i give you my soul
i give you my hair
come in blossom arms
i always love to tend. in tend kiss and hug
body near body under tend. its a amazing feeling
hug long long time.until you will sleep
in blossom arms.and i will sleep n yor arms
like a child
blossom give lips.
i put my lips your lips
blossom tell the past story 2 years back
now he is blind...cry in heart...feel in mind more
you kill me
i love fire
he burn the body
smell of human burning body
room with fill of ash and smoke
burning all sketches
after burning remaining ash and a RED SKULL
RED SKULL AND BLOSSOM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem