"Rotten herbs."

Exhaustion was smelt in your dorm and balcony

The rotten herbs handed to you in some sanctuary

They stood there with the mold they heavily carry

I couldn’t help but think that it was eerie

You felt rather concern of my fascination

Told me you’re unlovable, others approach with caution

But caution was suddenly replaced with affection

Embracing you in loving arms with such love and passion

I only need your love, your unique, lost spirit

For I am the founder of your sweet interest

Your attention and intrigue towards my intrust

Together we live on, and forget the past

The rotten herbs have been replaced with the vase

Into picked by me red roses, with no thorns in my hands

Instead of keeping ourselves into caged glass

We share place a piece of our world into each other's souls