she has long dark hair
and when she speaks
her hair covers her eyes
and you clear them
by brushing the strands back
slipping your ideals into her mouth
while her legs are drawn against you
in anticipation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think i am getting a good' sense' as to your saturday direction.....Fine Penning! '''''''''''''FJR