Yep! She knows,
Who am I,
What I wish;
Though don't know myself,
What am I,
What is love;
Brings her nose close,
She feels my odour;
Embellishes supple petals,
With her soft hand;
Plucks me from my parent,
Dresses close to her heart;
She feels the depth
Inside me;
'Love is when someone,
Feels the love';
© sadashivan nair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem