Divine perfume
Published in
Mar 29, 2024
Ah, these delicate flowers
They look like painted angels
They are so wonderful…!
Every time at their sight
I feel like in the Garden of Joys,
I caress them tenderly, smell them,
Three on my left lapel I sew,
Imaginarily, that I do not break them,
Like a good child, I kiss them,
I tell them that I love them very much
Because they have Divine fragrance;
In winter, I think about them
Until the snow melts,
I carry them dearly in my heart,
I look forward to the dawn;
Too bad she’s not immortal
Like the colored immortals who
It heroically resists the sun, the cold,
Always being in the win…!
Sadly, they are quite rare
The white tears,
Their beauty is unmatched!
