In my arms when you find
yourself and the kiss,
which I saved for you
could not be sweeter
than your name
that lingers in my
whispers and they fight,
The kiss and the name
to be first on your lips
who do you think should win?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All the above! for anybody in your arms has all ready won! such a very beautiful poem............ Reshma