Down meanders Galana river,
Crawling down the coast weaver,
Finally in the ocean sips cleaver,
Flowing drastically like a leaver.
There lays the diva spinster,
Whom I dream her love to minster,
Want to touch her soul trickster,
Lightening up her special star.
She is a real queen imposter,
Wonderful swims like a lobster,
Her beauty is like white plaster,
Her lips attracts love in cluster.
She is the one I want to plotter,
Fighting for her love no matter,
Am ready for her expenses to cutter,
Will be happy for her love to jitter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love-jitter, good writing, I like it, thanks,