Rages in Purple, sometimes in red,
serine in the grace of it's power,
sticky and sweet, to butterfly feet,
there is much in the heart of a flower,
A flower is a smile from above,
a shared bit of love that's a gift,
A peek of divine, that is gentle and kind,
like colorful wings on a kiss
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I would like to translate this poem
like colorful wings on a kiss...that's interesting. well written. God bless you, that's devine