There were no butterflies
no made up lines
complete honesty
nothing left to hide.
Just two racing hearts
suddenly frozen in time,
in a kiss...
slow, powerful
racing emotions
lost, and scared, found, and safe.
grips tightened
distance closed
bodies kiss like lips
hand in hand with dancing finger tips
he is mine and i am undoubtedly his.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem