Every night I
dream to have
a disproportionate pregnancy
I imagine to
be so heavy
to require help
with anything even walk
My pregnancy is
so exaggerated that
its duration is
very long
I don't wear
clothes because I'm
so enormous that
they are a
bother
Although I'm exaggerated
and deliberately voluminous
I don't feel
any pain but
I'm tired of
movements
Each movement and
each position cost
me a wrung
of nipples and
a nice palpated
of the belly
I'm very happy
that my belly
grows very heavily
every day
I love being
in this state
because I'm complexly
naked and always
excited
It seems absurd,
but I'm still
quite agile with
all bulk that
I transport
I am proud
of being easily
excitable
The desire for
sex and be
palpated and massaged
violently is unsustainable
because I want
them always and
I don't feel
satisfied
I think my
pregnancy will be
too exaggerated
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Exaggerated muse! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.