these sensations 
these reactions 
so tingling a lot like the tickling 
from butterflies in the dark, wings whispering 
his breath on my skin 
 his lips touch me again 
now i know what it is like 
nothing else will it ever be like
simple touch in the night 
God may this be right 
in opening my heart to him tonight 
where none but You see the sight                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    