May I not be the person for marriage?
May I be young and silly?
May I be in love with you -
The forever 19 y.o lady?
May I hear the song of eternity?
May I dance with you, not in reality,
But there above when I close my eyes ...
Like an idea of the beauty
That s never been materialized.
Like the white rose once given to me
Icy and should not have died.
Dear you
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