There I go
Again in his mouth
His tongue
Goes lashing
Left to right
North to south
The feeling is great
Not uncouth ;)
And yet if I write
You say, I need to be
Couth!
Why should I be?
You know
I love to be in his mouth
For he loves me to be
Flowing and feeling
In his mouth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem