And touch a wrist, like slightest whisper, 
And have goosebumps around the neck, 
Feel very cold like you're on Whistler, 
And touch your hair for just a sec...
Can feel you that for only moment? 
Just close your eyes, and you're with me...
Good reason it to be a poet: 
Allow you feel, if you can't see...                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    