The sight of trees
Becoming prototype of nature
Changes my humor
My body becomes like a smiling child.
The stunning jasmine - it's
Le Perfum - and a sip of crystal white drizzle
Devours my impression
My body becomes a fresh petal.
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Those chocolate-colored firewoods
As I burn
Create warm aura
Around my febrile palms and
In a spark of light
The bricks of the walls elucidate.
I ascertain my anticipated future
While witnessing the chilling winter
Under a furry blanket and a piece of the heartbreaking story
To memorize from the manuscript of fire and ice.
It's time to become immortal.
