My Tummy is empty
Im hungry
Feed me darlin
I can hear your heart calling
Feed me a good meal
To fill me up
With your love and cater
With a side glass
With your tears in a cup
You wnt have to cry no more
I'll be hear to keep you company
Im a hungry man
So give me all you got
All your love
I promise
It will be my first
And last meal
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I would like to translate this poem
A gluttony way of seeing lust In which a way calls to the moon A beacon of a heart The spell of the time A simple sweet Can make it all feel better A poem that's as addicting as whip-cream in a tea cup more please