Feelings climbing, wild and untamed, not ever going to
be claimed by any man in this lifetime, enjoying the
freedom and independence that's mine alone.
Not willing to share any of it with another for then
their first thought would be to tame and make this poet
into a slave at their beck and call.
Choosing to assuage their desires, wants, needs and
passion, overriding any of mine, able to do without all
those masculine traits, staying true to self alone for
the rest of this poetical lifetime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem