Kisses are lyk butterflies,
When frightened,
They easily fly away.
From the blues they find their way.
To your cheecks, if i may say
Looking for nectared lips.
So here are the magic tips;
Live like a flower
And not a pollinator.
Kisses will then be unable to hold you off
Many see them come,
But few get some.
All Because kisses are butterflies,
When frightened,
They easily fly away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem, thanks, But true love.. I invite you to read my poems and comment.