the skin is cleaned.
the shower goes on
the curtain closes in
and then it opens
she comes out
naked and fresh
with so much
anticipation
the idea trickles
like icedropp melting
sugar under the hot sun
the tongue
does not really speak
it rolls and finds some treasures
the mind stops thinking
hormones rise and emotions burst
love is spoken
lust begins
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem