In order for the ice-cold roses to live

All the same will interrupt

With a white calyx swiftly

Your breath became frost

But what my flapping sets free

The tuft by a profound shock

This frigidity melts

In the laughter of drunken blossoming

To throw the sky into detail

Here like a good fan

You agree, better than a flask

Nobody locking up the emery

But that it loses there or violates it

The aroma Mery emanates

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05/30/08