To be able to love you
I cultivated red roses
I bewitched the moon
and usurped your dreams.
From the bees of the Himeto
I drank honey
So that my words
nourished desires.
From the magma I stole it's talents
To show in your veins
The permanent restlessness
For burning my body.
White roses were born
Offerings of eternal love.
It is every day our pleasure
Pinkish roses everlasting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This movement is such an incredible proclamation of love. What utterance does this person have in gratitude? Let me read you love letters so that my heart can find its way.