Serenity Praise

It's me, do you like?

Chocolate, roses and joyous songs
Who cannot like them
But there are those who thought
Even the rivers and beaches
Blue waves and White foams
Not for the paint of fabric
I'm weaving through the heart needles
I fetched my soul in the woodlands
Where they called not for the season
So tell me
Am I just a Rose or a Blue wave
Am I breathing or beautiful
Should I paint foams or you
When my heart says Red roses
When it says melancholy verses

Can I borrow the mirror of truths
So I can see me in your eyes
I can know about flowers and waves
And woodland souls I fetched in my way
To the hometown
Where my ghosts and I live in happily ever afters
Without looking back at the paintings I did...without going back to the foams I
let go of the Blue waves in life spans...