By: Dilnura Rakhmanova
To hold the arms of my destiny
firmly,
Find me
Looking at the mountains, even on a rainy way,
Bring a bouquet of tulips.
You are the person the artist drew on my forehead!
Love me with your soul over and over again
My lips are red, the first time you see them,
Bring a hearty white tulip.
Perhaps,
we know each other
Maybe a stranger
But fate crossed our paths.
Having smiled from happiness in your hug,
Bring the happiest tulip.
Write one poem
from your heart
Let your words touch my heart.
So much…
Standing proudly in front of the flower holder,
Bring me your life!
