YOU DID IT....YOU DO IT....AGAIN....
WE WILL DO
AGAIN AND AGAIN...
at least for the sake of this poem....
stop the kissing back protocols....
get creative.....
like a free...horse.....i mean a free...female.....Well...a female poet...((they always write naked....a way to victimize...the public...and get some tears....))
just write the way you dance.....for yourself first.....and against yourself....
i mean when you want an escape with a soul....windy breezy...icy hot....mate....(a mate....sorry, we do not sell....mates...in her....we sell cadavers and part....for love's experiment....with special...candy toys staff...but no man crossed this area...so...ree...)
good luck! !
when you write....poetry....you are a god....talking to the gods...
and it does not matter....if you are sushi or sue-ssi..boossi.
.taxi! ! ....taxi! ! ...
b ushi seeker....
cause the only..bushi....i saw....he got lost in the bushes.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem