So silky smooth, so soft
touch, nerves cant resist
touch that never die,
in the memories it rejuvenates
touch, even the teddy admires
its a beautiful burning bush, flames that complete all desires
what is this and i dont even see!
It smells like my red rose garden
buzy bees, beautiful butterflies' new garden
honey and beauty abudant like garden eden
its like the unheard touchytune that never heard
of coarse!
Its this voice, not that noise
its this voice i chose,
my lovely valuable voicechoice!
What is this and i dont even see!
My shining sun, stars and moon too, love the feeling
i never saw them, counting
hours, days, months or years
It is timeless!
And im not the one controling
all that, i stole from your heart, and stored it in my heart
you did the same, i felt that theft
this heaven and earth distance, so close! cant force us part
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem