Good poetry....but all love sex in actuality....gone is the one with the wind...when dead
rest in ma earths bed.....as we continue to do.... what once we two did do..... now someone else, though unlike you...will have to make do...
this is law of fundamental sex...how long will, one hold one's in hand...once daily upon the sands....we ran and held hand in hand until we flopped....as each others sweats we mopped....
then was a delight between you and me...now you are a lost mirror walled memory... having left behind a once enjoyed....well lived story
so wait in the heavens....as you may
till on Earth I continue to play...
those be the laden ways
of all human plays
Bitter truths of life, but sometimes we need sweetness of lies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well imaginative poem so nicely penned. I appreciate this poem.