she put him out at ease.
he took off my dress.
she took off my tee-shirt.
He removed my breeches.
and then
she said - you want something good? - and
I thought with she it must be to have it together.
Saying don't tremble and i watched my mother and
it must be a rainbow because she finds colors of him
because she/he likes
and she wants that i open something slowly good
and perhaps if i eat something today,
tomorrow will never come.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem