And touch a wrist, like slightest whisper,
And have goosebumps around the neck,
Feel very cold like you're on Whistler,
And touch your hair for just a sec...
Can feel you that for only moment?
Just close your eyes, and you're with me...
Good reason it to be a poet:
Allow you feel, if you can't see...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem