They gave you artificial flowersAmong them!...A division existed.
I plucked the queens of beautyAnd let the withering belongTo irritation, to the feeling,... of boredom!
Amidst the bouquet of flowersMy lips,... I brought near.Life, I unfolded among them.
Nectar,A drink of gods I soughtFrom the world,That you lived and I lived,...
Perfection!
When I miss you,... I feel pain, longing! When we are close We feel,.... Each other’s pride.
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
You will not say thank you to me, Just as you do not say thank you to your heartbeats That carve the face of my life. But I will say to you…
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