The Isolated House in the Middle of Nowhere

A desolate home in the middle of nowhere

I died in a tumultuous valley, without crying.

The upper air's empire is adored by stand;

To blow those kisses into her gleaming hair.

Each purple curtain housed a handful of human memories.

I stood between my men in front of that lovely tower.

As bright as a garden's yellow flowers,

Adding darkness to our summer hours!

Where he had not been within that monarch's high smile

I summoned the spirit from that thought's spirit.

The following light shone on the human heart and each reader

If that fire trembled when it saw your fire,

The yellow leaf emits light like a yellow fire!

Aside from thee, who is mourning with purple flowers,

Following the dream on that autumn night,

A long and tremulous delight around your throne.