Pom Pom: Unrequited love.

My soul light

not far from the tepid feelings

asleep or fire

something grabbed and infected

love ballads was gaining

treasures saw

some years Sings cuckoo

promised

your red cottage

jewelry without reprimand

but was born in the shadows

there was a darkness

disappeared all

future

present

all all

even if someone got something.

I bloomed

even so I thought.

Or the flowers disappeared

Law of the winds.

It is the way of the World

someone said to the wise

words to be last.