Sweet sweat stinging in my eyes
Pleasurable pain pulsating through muscles
Rapture roars ravenously muffled against membranes
Aromatic acrid air choke the lungs
Blossoming bland blood metalic to my tounge.
Tantric terrors touching hearts emotion
I still live.
Yes, I can sense your prosaic feeling.Enjoyed. Keep sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yea this is a sweet poem too...............10