Are like a warm blanket
Covering the cold in a cold weather.
Squeeze too tight, you feel the warmth
And the temperatures rise too high
And you never want to let go.
Is like a soft
Feather slowly touching the under belt petals.
The minds run riot uncontrollable
To a place where you will never be yourselves again.
To tell you the truth, your eyes won't see clearly now.
Is like carrying someone's heart
So tender and gentle with soft and warm hands.
When that is achieved,
The mind, heart and flesh
Cries for intimate illustrations which
Creates one inexplicable pleasure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem