He got lost in her baby blues...
And in her twist and turn curves
He became totally rapt by the sultry of her voice
Laid down in the humidity that is loves afterglow;
When desire and necessity have been fully met
And conclusion has arrived at its goal
He was completely taken in-
By his very own-'Must have soul';
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem