Touch of your silky hand
On my nose' end
Is like the spark
Of two opposite terminals
It was long ago
But that touch is still with me
Hot and alive
I often jump
In a pleasant surprise
Thinking that it is you
In the same sparkling
The sensation of
Your touch lovely
Never let feel
Forlorn and lonely
Your fiery loving soul
Enters in me
And grasping my whole
To show me
Glittering world of stars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's about feelings and emotions.