The Unrestricted One

When I plant a rose 

In the garden of my heart, 

My overwhelming emotion 

Becomes due.

Touching the contour of rose,

It injects love 

And vanishes before sun rises.

Unintelligently,

unscrupulously, 

Be my rose one day 

And before the world opens the third eye, 

Let my dew syringe all the love in you.

Yes, be my rose 

And let my dew be the unrestricted one.