Armpits smell of linden blossom Poem by Vera Pavlova

Armpits smell of linden blossom



Armpits smell of linden blossom,
lilacs give a whiff of ink.
If only we could wage love-making
all day long without end,
love so detailed and elastic
that when the nightfall came,
we would exchange each other
like prisoners of war, five times, no less!

Translation Steven Seymour

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