Dear..femininity..
When...i.. wander around your forest..your hand..
..it..always guides me back..to the shore..and you..
never make...it... stand alone..in the rain..thank you..
Your sister..gave me your peach... she picked..it..
for me from the tree..in the middle of the field... by..
your lake..as..i.. watched from the shore..and yes...
my feet are wet as well..laying here..eating your peach..
..i..wonder..why this coat upon..my tounge..is sweet of..
taste..the sun..it turns your eye..when..i..graze upon..
both moon and face that calls my name..with smiles...
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I would like to translate this poem
a truly beautiful words poetry