The nectar taste sweet
when I first kissed you
nothing it can compare
the feeling was ecstatic
And we savor the joy
as the time passes by
soon when we broke up
for no obvious reason
And I attempted the act
which I though would fix
the lose spark of a love
but the kiss was bitter
the second time around
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem