KISS

The sun shines from heaven shines but warm,
and look where I am, between that sun and you:
The heat of the sun I get little harm me;
the flame of your eyes is what burns me
and if not immortal, here I die,
between the sun and the sun heaven on earth.

¿Insensitive, you rock, hard as steel?
Or more than rock or stone rain softens:
How women are a son, and you can not feel
it is to love and the torment of desire for love?
If your mother was so hard spirit,
I had not met the motherly tenderness


Who am I to you despise me so,
or major threat behind my request?
What harm will I do if I put a kiss on your lips?
Beautiful workmanship speaks, or keep silent language:
Give me just one kiss, I will return