There on the bed
she lays on her head
upon the pillow quite big
even in slumber she is beautiful
with an aura of innocence quite full
looks fresh like a red rose in bloom
that gives splendor to my old room
which now has turn into a vibrant nest
for a love making I dare could be best
as I have uncovered the centerfold
that reveals the secret I behold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem