| Flower of my loves. Jeshua's poem. As water of dew in your rose, As hoar-frost in the dawn, My kisses in your leaves settle, Taking them as happy lover. Sweet sky, complaisent field, Vergel of beautiful petals your roses, And you, between all the flowers, most beautiful, The humblest, radiant and affectionate. Flower of my loves, white daisy you are, In the wild fields, your loves, Him giving your flowers to the troubadours, The ignoramuses do not dream of your smells. White daisy you are, the humblest flower, In the field the poets and troubadours look for you, Heightening your values of rejected flower, Between the submissive ones of the garden of beautiful flowers. White, rebellious Amapolita in your birth, Without taken care of the hand of the man, Blunting between the flowers your growth, Opened in your fearlessness before the adversities. Your petals the lovers defoliate, Giving them hope to his longed loves, Starting your leaves for seeing if they touch it, The love of his dear one, florecita beautiful. Jeshua. | Views: 61 5 ratings |
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