She has heard of it
The way it loves to
Mate weaker cells, damsels especially.
The heart of the forest
almost they were mining firewood
when it roared like itself.
Just it their heart fly
to the peak of everest.
To its niche she near
behold she saw mighty joeyoung.
Fascinated she was by its
gigantic and warrior like look.
There and then she fell
in love with the gorilla.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem