What was that flower you gave?
maybe a filter, an arcane can?
In touching it, my core trembled,
It has ruined the thought.
In the vague moves, what do you have?
Is it possible for you to entertain yourself with magic?
Freme the air for where you go,
it sparks a flower where it passes your drink.
I do not wonder what a wound is
until now you stayed:
I'm not asking you if Ninfa, if Fairy,
if a blonde looks like you are!
But what ??? in your fatal look?
What do you have in your magic tell?
If you look at me, an ax,
If you talk to me, I'm dead!
Only among all we can make this a better place :)