All roses in the world for you.
You'll see them through the opened window.
But you won't know from where and from whom
They came to your peaceful kingdom.
On each their petal I'll write your name
and one of reasons why I love you.
But at the end of this unusual game
I'll find that even thousand roses is few.
You are my only source of inspiration,
And only you deserve to read these lines.
For all my poems you can give an appellation,
But for these roses there can be no other names.