A butterfly winks at a rose
Attracted by her perfumes
Tweaks fine filament nose
She likes me, he assumes
Her flaming pink petal lips
Enticing him to land a kiss
Hovers wings flickers flips
Lips closer closer to meet
He retracts, no, maybe not
Sorry love he couldn't do it
Fools em all the time a lot
Go fly you flirtatious tweet
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I would like to translate this poem
She likes me, he assumes Her flaming pink petal lips Enticing him to land a kiss Hovers wings flickers flips.......i smiled as i read your poem..... your powerful imagination and the way you present your imagination in words........ it is marvelous dear poet. tony