if a woman is likened to
a water glass in a man's eye
to be picked up and sipped from
when the notion hits him
women stay dry
men are the water well
brimming with power
always somewhere else
attending to the important matters
content to dole out their attention
like mother did her lumpy mashed potatoes
sometimes women need a little
space too to be alone
to gather their thoughts and
mostly men do return
to their thirst-drenching wife-lover-friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an original thought water glass, water men and women and yes you are honest we are like you say there to have a sip from the glass what a lovely name you have, is the women as lovely as her name implies warm regards from a water drinker, and deep thinker AJS