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The Shape

A rose fully blooms for a few days,
The wind will blow her perfume away,
Left in the adorer's heart, an affection;
The sweet aroma remains a reflection.

My Dear…
I want to caress you with nice words
But I could not find any byword.
If I could get ones to whisper to your ears  
They would be an illusion cheer,  
Because today you like a pretty rose,
Tomorrow your perfume will be blown away,
Only your beauty in my memory will stay.

Surrounded by friends but seemed lonesome;
Flourish together then finally will fall apart.

My Dear…
The universe is not our final heaven.
Earth gives us the air to live but not to survive,
Should we arrogantly admire the body shape?
Let’s fasten heart to heart.
Let’s unite soul to soul, 
Let’s love and live in our telepathic world:
The final day is the unhoped goal!



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  1. Date: 10/25/2014 6:58:00 PM

    I really enjoyed reading this beauty.To love heart to heart and soul to the only.heaven on earth!Lovely !