Tonight I draw your lips,
Those lips which mine are eager to touch,
With one kiss my soul has been touched,
With the color of scarlet and scent of the rose,
Those lips which has never been touched,
Like the way the sun sets,
It gives off beautiful rays as it sinks into the horizon.
If a kiss to you means nothing,
For me it means everything,
For it can make me feel someone is loving me back,
Just like the way God loves us,
We rarely give it back.
-GanNi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice imagery youve got in here....