Desired
She, on the radio:
"Was virgin,
For many, many years,
Never told my friends,
Was ashamed,
Not had been desired! "
I smile,
On my mind:
"Past novels, stories,
Spoke high of virgins,
They were most desired."
Then I think:
"Is she hers?
Or others? "
And close,
The chapter!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem