I saw a lovely flower
dancing under light shower,
its brilliant petals all gleam
with the warm kiss of sunbeam.
If only you were that bloom,
even at great risk of dire doom,
I would have given a peck
on your lovely blushing cheek,
‘cause, to me, you have given
the quietude of heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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