Ode to mine first love.

Ode to mine first love.

Thou wert very simple and innocent
so thou forebore suffer.
Only tear drops wert witness of thy pangs.

Allying with spring,
thou embraced the heart.
The soothing breeze mitigated thy temptation.

Still I canst remember the day
when thou left me for good,
bleeding my heart.


Still thou memory art stored,
inside the casket of mine heart like precious stone
and sometimes I peep into the casket.