Like a candle disturbed
By a closing door,
She said his name, she smiled at him
And left him wanting more.
Like the flower and the bee;
They're never fall apart.
Like the lover and the maiden;
He captured her young heart.
She's never felt that way before,
Unable to defend.
Coz he's her sweetest downfall;
And she'll love him to the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nothing wrong with love - LIKE A CANDLE DISTURBED - that is like a vain of gold in a poetry gold mine.