NEW YEAR “THE NARRATOR OF NEW LOVE”
IN the last quarter of Silvester’s
Someone create love in air,
By the frozen pen of atmosphere.
When the world is busy
In dancing and enjoying with pairs,
Someone prepare space for the sky shorts of New Year.

In the lonely garden
With the frosty silence
Under a big and dense tree
You and I always enjoy saint sylvester’s Eve.

The way she looks at me,
And coming closer to me,
Like destiny come to a man,
After defeating the great terror,
Who was always clutching his hand?
Her warm breath caresses my face,
And her beauty increase with a great pace.
Her eyes...