Kisses...such a simple word that zing,
A meaningful hymm to ring,
Especially the way it indicate for humming.
A kiss from a friend ajar to cling
The respect that frosting;
Burst with kindness and care to sing.
A mother's kiss is like a river that kepts on flowing,
All tenderness and joy that lighting,
The fragrance of loving.
For partners...established fantasy of longing,
Fulfill a sign of romance that adoring,
The warmth each heart grows and flaming.
But the nature of kiss alter a timing,
That indeed shows the power of loving,
Beneath all the trials in life that fling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem