Whenever I am far from you,
my day is not the same;
and though the sun might shine,
it somehow feels like rain.
Without you here beside me,
my day is not complete;
I stumble in my morning walk,
on the path and on the street.
Whenever I am far from you,
then I am not at peace;
I'm agitated...nervous,
my anxiousness won't cease.
I need you here, to calm me,
in the comfort of your arms;
you could always quiet me,
with your enchanting charms.
Whenever I am far from you,
there's a part of me I'm missing;
the caresses, the embraces,
and most of all, the kissing.
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I would like to translate this poem
Yes! The kissing! ! !