You come closer to my lips
Come closer says poet me
Come closer to me
you come closer to my lips
then you place your lips
upon my ears
why do you love to tease
do come and kiss me please
let us come closer to each one
remove our clothes for fun
then I will rest upon you
and then do whatever you want to do
okay, okay, okay
this is being just funny
the drums beat to our tunes
sweetly we are absorbed in between
come closer to me
love me
love me
love now
you can't stay away
from me
come closer darling
come closer to me
now, now, now
I AM NOW GOING TO SLEEP COME CLOSER TO ME IN MY DREAMS AS I SLEEP GOOD NIGHT
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I would like to translate this poem
A poet does not age. He's beyond age. And can make love with imagination, what has that to do with age?