I want to lost, in your soul,
Forever and anyhow-
Please carry me,
In your blood, I want to lost!
I do not need a sun,
Nor even a moon in sky high,
Yes I too lived with darkness,
But ye brought light with spring.
You are precious, you are the one,
For whom I learn to live,
I urged to stay forever.
I crossed miles of desert searching you!
I found you, and I met my faith!
All what was known to me as miracle,
I faced that blessing with naked eyes.
Know you that roses may fade away,
With time they may lost fragrance,
Take a look once inside my heart,
You will find yourself as a flower
Purely taken from gardens of paradise,
You never fade away and, nor lose fragrance.
You are beyond as said of rose's beauty.
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