White blossom 
My beautiful white blossom 
My only inspiration, my only hope in this cruel deception, 
When I look at you I feel like the richest person alive, 
Your gentle leaves caress my eyelids, 
Your transparent simplicity eases my trouble mind. 
Sometimes your white purity just blinds my eyes 
And it seems that I can do anything to put another colour on your leaves, 
Kill a bird and paint you in red then bless you with another fragrance 
That suits my imagination. 
No, don’t worry! I can’t hurt you 
When you staring at me with your white fragile structure 
I swear that every wicked thought vanish from my head ’cause 
I need your beauty more than I need your pain. 
Oh, don’t worry; I step back in the dark memorizing your pure white soul, 
Innocent for my corruption, save from these jealous fingers that want to crush you. No, don’t cry, please believe me, leaving you is far harder for me than for you! Sleep now my beautiful white blossom I’ll guard you from the wind 
Hoping that no one ever paints you black.