I want to kiss that girls lips;
and she knows I hold her view.
She watches my eyes grow bold,
she sees my eye and smiles.
I pay to much attention as she watches
her fingers dance the curves are so.
I get lost in the glow of the glossy they are
strawberry fields full of red blush today.
They dance apart, with nothing better to do.
I put my dark sun glasses on...
smiling lips now...she does to.
ha ha! fun to read...hmmm...strawberry lips, huh? Once, I am told by a friend, ' I DREAM TO KISS GRECA'...ha ha! you made me remember this...nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delicious and dreamy 'I's' creams in togetherness. Is It Poetry? Yes! hot as poetry Tai, smiling at you, literally