Dawnhill path
Sweat, easy to ride
Bright to the end
Flowers around
A lot of trees
With all kind of fruit
For you
Mirrors right and left
Evoke you to see
Beauty and wealth
To be jealous
Nude bodies
Sex tools
Hedonic monsters to joy
Your path
Its yours everything you see
Noone can get it from you
If you want it to
And when you arrive
To the end
The light background
You will rest
Dawnhill path
Sweat, easy to ride
Fake
The sin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This path that you speak of from wence does it start and where does it end Good Poem my friend