After the buy the pressure goes down,
Hands do not tremble
The virgin has been sacrificed
Bread consecrated.
Lover eyes begin to ebb - discernment begins its return
Traffic lights are red, yellow, green again
Traffic more real
Finally the question - Did I make a mistake? - (the answer)
No or Yes or Maybe
Even buyer's regret
After the buy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem