twenty nine...

So why?
Why - her name is a Dark Flower?
Mister – the best lover
Can you wait me for an hour?
When I'll touch your face…
Here is so much windy place
And – there is - no snow
Yes, so – why?
You are in my mind space
As music is so wise
To which God should we advertise?
Your twenty nine to realize
Or maybe mine
From our talks which are behind
Ahead they are as ray of light
So why?...