MAINLY ON THE PLAIN.
'The rain makes me so...
wet! ' Takes off her knickers.
I get...the message.
GULP! GASP!
Undoes her buttons.
Unclasps her bra; ' Well, just what
are you waiting for? '
THE FLOWERING
I trail a red rose
gently across your moist lips
your sex blossoms.
THE TEMPEST
'oh! Oh! OH! ' your screams
lost in thunder & lightning
dissolving in rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh, Oh, OH! Wow, what a poem!