Feels like warmth on a Cold Winters Night,
Gives the Eyes a soft gleaming Light.
Smells like Roses in a Mystical Land,
Feels like sliding feet in rough hot Sand.
Tastes like Sweets upon the Tongue,
For the Old and for the Young.
Sounds like Laughter on a Hot Summers Day,
Smells like a Cold Soothing Bay.
Something Special like a Dove,
Pure and Sweet....its Priceless Love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem