the branches die of love.

Naked the night sings

The branches die of love.

Th99lib.nete branches die of love.

The night soaks itself

Lolita bathes 九-九-藏-书-网her body

Silver of streams and mirrors

shine九*九*藏*书*网s over the rooftops.

Anise of your white thighs.

and in Lolitas breasts

with s藏书网alt water and roses.

above the bridges of March.

The branches die of love.

along th９９lｉb•ｎｅｔe shore of the river

The night of anise and silver