Chin on the pillow as though it were your shoulder...
If this were u, my arm would stretch across your chest,
My leg drape across your thigh as though I possessed u.
I would not mind if u were actually behind me
Like a label attatched to me read,
'Spoon After Eating.'
(080104)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem