Letters

     Юра

     You are my red rose!

     Actually when I see red rose,

     I have a image of your cheeks,

    
     Morning I bear white rose,

     I embrace swan

     Noon I sing with Sunflower,

     with fishes in the sky

     Night my red rose open its petals,

     open my breast,

     dream Your blood.

    
     I cant stop romance,

     Please listen to my voice!

     draw my line!

     pierce your passion into my heart!


             5.08.88      Makiko

                Morning


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