Lingers; feeling of pleasure.
It’s lingers.
Smells, taste, touch and you
make all things disappear
longing only remains,
and forever with you.
No words needed, not one.
Only you and me embracing
a feeling of escape,
from the world we know
and with each kiss;
making one of our own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really liked the last lines of this. another nice piece of work.