Never stop.
I want to fill my poor  life 
With lovely  flowers of all colours. 
I wish they had taken roots, 
Growing deep inside from tricky mature sprouts.

I wish they could  reach you 
At the time of my maturity, 
Connecting us with a strong thread, 
Overfilled with the sympathy of purity. 


My love to you is like a hopeless hope, 
Threads of infinity don't have the end. 
It will never stop. 
Never stop. 

Flourish with me when you feel my love. 
Cry for me in the moment of sadness. 
Shout loud in the moment of madness. 

At the end,
Your hearbeat will catch my rhythm.
The rain will give birth to falling drops.
The flowers will grow.
Never stop.  


 


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