Since my existence on earth.
I had longed for something...
The sweetest thing that could come,
Out of the lips of a princess.
For so long, I had waited for that moment
For my lips to touch hers...
Of sudden, the day came
Like the reality of a morning.
Her soft lips, pressed against mine
Sending its sweetness to my soul
As my heart melted in her sweet-bosom.
I kissed every sweet part of the lips,
Leaving nothing left
Until she begged to stop...
Like the reality of a morning,
This best moment became my worst,
As it was not in reality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem