A poem about love: "Vase, keep your beauty in my room."

"Vase, keep your beauty in my room."

Do not doubt my love for your shape
which every time I look
beautiful limp shopping
always, when I wash my face
every time all morning
too sweet you accompany my bed

Feel my body always enjoy your beauty
if we look at each other

I touched your crown, you were silent
not a word you say
silence, you are quietly enjoying my touch

just with a smile, I waved my hand
along with his disappearance

"o my flower vase,
always shelter your beauty in my room! "

Bireuen, May 2012

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