The ache of my bosom
Is such, that it needs
The bite of your teeth
To make it ache
More and more…
And with this
Aching bosom,
My love, when I
Take leave of you,
The mark of your
Teeth - will always
Remain with me…
Making me ache
For you ~
Forever more…
My bosom bleeds yet I feed yes, the touch of the infant teeth it hugs it quite desperate that my forget my aches and milk the hapless babe when the babe chews it I cry in pain the mischief it plays again yet my mother does not refrain to shower divine power to drain........
The bite of one's heart is more powerful than a bite of teeths..It leads to the deepest feelings of LOVE.... What do you think, dear Poet? I have enjoyed the poem.
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I would like to translate this poem
My bosom bleeds yet I feed yes, the touch of the infant teeth it hugs it quite desperate that my forget my aches and milk the hapless babe when the babe chews it I cry in pain the mischief it plays again yet my mother does not refrain to shower divine power to drain........