Mo Thihitak (Not your smile)

I do not perceive your smile,
neither do I recognize your warmth,
your tenderness and your passion.
Your hands are so cool and emotionless.
Smile at me sweetheart, what are you afraid from as long as I am by your side?
I am not used to seeing you so sad and gloomy.
Before, I only had to play with your hair to make you flush with passion and desire.