When you flash that blush
I realize that that voice comes from no bush
Instead a testimony of a rising sun
From the uniquely shape mountains
That magically opens to reveal
The beauty that can only be paraded by angels
When you flash the blush
I pleasure my heart
Through the much envying eyes
That can not afford a single blink
For it might seem a year of absent life
When you flash that blush
Your face glow like moonlight
A magical resemblance of blossoming flowers
That I could watch day long
How I wish you can’t frown
So I can see you flash those lovely teeth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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