Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Kiss

As the lovely gardener enjoys his last moments, he wrote:

Out of all my rarest dreams,
I think tonight's is the most desirable.

Just as once my rose have kissed me,
now again she kisses me.

More than this would be painful,
even for farewell himself.

As I'm about to rest,
have a beautiful life, my love.

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