My lover went to the bar,
Took me with his own car.
I sat near his sit,
He opened my little skirt.
I was happy, hearing my cry-up,
He held my waist and kissed my top.
He drunk my juice with more cheerful,
Don't be abandoned, I am a wine bottle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wine bottle of love. Nice work.
thanks