Snow is falling, winter breeze
clothes too thin, shaking knees
I kiss your cheek, and pull away
your eyes on mine, your hands stay
your face the sweetest i've ever seen
you closed your eyes and began to lean
your face so close is all I saw,
so I leaned in and began to thaw.
your sweet warm lips on mine,
my heart dancing on cloud nine
And my heart a glow, my soul a shine.
And no longer, was I cold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If the last line could match the rhyme, it would be wonderful. It's a nice poem anyway, and you make us warm.