Roses

Emma, I'm sending it to you. Let this picture be your memory, May my memory remain with you and accompany you forever, I was in the beautiful countryside today too. I love it. With your memory, the world is still there for me today. It lifted me up. Too bad you weren't sitting there, I was on the bar stool, The world is beautiful in your memory, there was a chat with friends, Through the window of the pub, a hopeful light shepherded me. It's over, it's dawn here now (03:44), I'm still writing this poem, The world gave me so that you can tear me apart with my suffering. Don't think I'm dying, the writer is long gone, My advice to you about my fate comes from a great spirit. Are you confused? No, it isn't. Covetous, the world is sarcastic in you, You see my destiny, you created it, beautiful blonde black widow. But fate, believe me, will soon guide me. That's why you don't get it. Because I love you, my prayers surround you, Although, but not yet, my life would have been your faithful love. June 13, 2022