Dear lady,
You know well
That I am after you,
In pursuit of you
And mad of you.
You had no aversion.
You like it,
Love it
And let it continue.
But I want from you
Still more.
Some initiatives.
My love for you
Is to touch you
And get you.
You will not grant
Nor do I abandon.
Let us postpone the failure
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem