You are delicious and nutritively, juicy, crunching,
and when you that I'm the sun you open,
you pour me in flowers with five seeds planted
with cultivated interior.
You are as soft as silk
and when I make victuals pie of the crust to put to you inside,
silky breath it cools, their come out;
long extended wave in motion swallow gently
and I gently put to you and it flowing downwards.
And it feels like you/I wrap you in cover of clover.
'Cotton'; balanket 'S soft of Soft
and You are in good health and good for my body.
When I bite in you that resembles upwards
thus verily thousand 'S dove, swooped me
and 'i' was raised with the sky.
Why so marvelious;
'is it and it is of you' too return to me merry
large palm of hand.
full of the 'apple'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem