Living Nature

The scent of the lily comes out from inside the lily. The scent of the lily with the caresses of the summer sun — woven into its heart — wanders through the air of the room. Everywhere door closed window closed I close my eyes: the scent of your lily with the air of my room mingles with me with the air of my room with me with no return to the colorless, scentless time with no return to the bitter time before you...