it starts with a cat
call
and then inside the room
a slice of steak is
taken by the tongue of
the fork which was fed
to the open door of the
mouth and with a little
fear the one fell to the
carpeted floor the silence
of which is like
a secret that only the two
of them knew
and the other went on
top of the inexperienced
and said, 'do not be afraid'
and in said moment
the first kiss was planted...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem