A lovely face with a gorgeous height,
Nibbles the straw with its bemused delight,
Chafed palpitation in bewilderment,
Ticks disaster reeking of harassment;
Look away and miss those voluptuous joints,
Fine lingerie upsets the veiled data points,
Tattoo figures in barbarian flanks,
Badgered innocence and I muse for ranks.
In her feline moves watch for the gait;
Never burn fingers when you see her bait.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem