In the back seat of an old car
Tender thrilled hands cup a young heartbeat for the first time
And unaccustomed kisses slip strange joy from mouth to mouth
Darling Belinda
The deepest secrets are unexplored perhaps
And it is not enough
But when time comes to drive away
Their eyes are glowing
On the vast bed of a modern flat
Expert excited bodies slide through eighteen positions for the hundredth time
And familiar love-bites bruise passion from neck to thighs
Julia darling
How did I love you? Let us count the ways
And it is enough
But when time comes to move apart
Merely our cigarettes are glowing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem