My Love Poonam

I carved your image 

Out of dreams

And named it 

In the name of poetry

But I can't read your eyes

Your back staggers

Just like a huge sigh

With the taste of the cold world

Your melancholy is heavy

The weight I can‘t measure

I can only warm to the way

You look now...

You planted a gardenia 

In my dream

From then on

I present a smiling 

Face to the world

With the sweet taste 

I want to 

Plant a forget-me-not 

In your heart

From now on

Your smile will be my name