Wish kiss

Ayad Al baldawi

Wish kiss

At your door, I wait for the second hand on the clock

To give you my soul without slowing down

Hey, behind the doors

I came to you from far away

I bring roses

White

Red

Even the yellow ones

To Confirm my jealousy

My Love

My pure human

Don't miss that I'm here ...

over there...

Everywhere you are

My breath surrounds you

Declaring constitutions of my love

I swear an oath when the hands are announced

Open your door

And give me the kiss of the year

Wish kiss