the first time i saw you
i was afraid to talk to you
the first time i talked to you
i was afraid to like you
the first time i liked you
i was afraid to love you
the first time i loved you
i was afriaid to be with you
the first time i was with you
i was afraid to hug you
the first time i hugged you
i was afraid to kiss you
now that i kissed you
i am afraid that i'll miss you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes that is how the physical love turns out to be in the last!