Rose, Rose(By Henrry Zhou)
Rose, Rose(by Henrry Zhou)
Love you, without words.
When I touch your waist,
Close to your lips.
Kisses are what you send to me.
Endless mythical dream
Every kiss seems to be
Aren’t you the waves of the red wine
Of the first night in a wedding?
In your soft heart
slipped the lovers’ laughs and tears.
Love you, Rose
Light vortex, pink whorls
full of a garden I wish to plant Roses
Even waking to be a sad nightmare
Still I will hold you.
O, Rose, my dear Rose