Her aromatic
Sensous exposure
Painting lipstick
Stand in the street.
Appealed nostrils
As wind transport
Her fragrance to me,
Betimes
Her youth
Inviting beetles
To kiss her beauty
For whose attraction
My eyes can not stop
To look at.
Nice sweet poem touching my heart indeed....................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
appealed nostrils as wind transport her fragrance to me nice