How do i live..
From smile to smile..
When together..
We smile..and the suns..
eye lays open to the sky..
We crack open...cool nights..
Mixing our smiles..
With the pink of the dawn..
When you smile..
The stars must part..when..
Comets trail..trickles down to..
Paints your lips..with the dust..
Of a moon..when they fly to near..
Inside the light..Of your smile..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice visual metaphor: ''Comets trail..must.. Paints your lips..with the dust.'' embedded in this lyric poem of cosmic love...10+++ from me