Blowing swiftly a sweet smell of love through the air
Scattering a magical colors of heather makes it fair
Deary February you get an angel for a lonely pair.
Snapping gently reconstructing a broken pieces heart despair.
A warmth of a shy sun combined with a fluffy wind in February
Some bunch of honeysuckles smile means dear no need to worry
A new spirit from a beloved soul such a freesia diffuses fragrantly
Adressing you my dearest one, as I have you forever in February.
Dear, I am a dandelion carried by wind in your land
A perfect soil with muchness of blissful gentleman.
A heart where I can find forget-me-not in every lane
Because only here a beauteus pure love garden plants.
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow! terrific write.