Rose Lu

In the mask dancing party

You played the Prince

I played Snow-white
 

You gently held my slim waist

Your blue melancholy

Became a foggy smoke

Ascending the dance floor of love
 

The midnight bell went off

On your way out, you turned back to look at me

Leaving me

A love mask
 

On the long stairways

A red bud of rose fell down, and

Ready to bloom

Your song's the message of love,

The love message's brewed into honey,

The honey's produced a poem,

And flies out from the poem a bird of love.

Oh, the lovely bird, go build a nest in the heart of my lover;

Oh, my lovely lover, I hope you cherish the nest of love, forever and ever.

The World Congress of Poets took place from August 28 to September 4, 2011 in the beautiful city of Kenosha, Wisconsin USA. One hundred and ten poets from eighteen countries and regions from around the world participated in this meeting. The World Congress of Poets President Dr. Marcus Yang, The XXXI World Congress of Poets President, Universal Ambassador of Peace Mary Ann Lackovich, and a bilingual Chinese American poet, William Marr were among the attendees.