My First Love

My First love, forgotten me simply! Sweet dream! You dance in my mind My thought bread, my pain crisply Bloom charming flower, I am so kind. I made a history on your mystery Accepted the fate, made faith calm Blithe spirit, I still love you, blistery Ah! Soul can’t be touched by palm. What harm to me, if no careful arm It is not manifestation, it’s my feeling Your petal lips and easeful hug; warm Satisfaction to body and soul, swirling What love, if doesn’t ease or give pain I am not behind, whether, lose or gain