His touch is like a torn of a rose
His kisses is like a bite of a python
His hug feels me that I'm some kind of his possession
And a doll that cannot disobey his rules
As I'm already chained from head to toe...
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Great poetry, Chealsey. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks