Vapors of crimson
Float around my mind
Only to pervade my pores
With scarlet remnants of time
Breathing through my skin
Its very easy to find
The essence of nature
Which is one of a kind
Inhale, exhale, intake
The aroma through my nose
Participating in the cycle
As I steal the last breath of a rose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
simple and good........