upon the table of mahogany
stand litted white candles...
the petals of roses
weaving the bed for them...
It burns high...
spreading the light over the vicinity...
In someone's service they are
to lighten up the place
Or maybe to reminiscent
them of their love....
The reason is unknown..
upon the table it rest...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Roses and candles! ! ! Musing together. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.