It was that sacred night-
Where I know he has the right,
To undress me from the world of miss-
And it began with a deep kiss.
I was in a exotic bliss-
As it was my first kiss,
None can change this magical day-
And there was so much left to say.
Kisses kept are wasted-
Love is to be tasted,
My future felt like a bliss-
Loves first snow drop-the virgin kiss.
And this kiss meant-
Together lives we will spent,
For tonight we shall merge in to one-
And make our lives run with full of fun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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