You belong to darkness
You are born to the sound
Kissing of leaves and rustling
Of fronds
You live in the fragrance
Of night flowers
And watch the moon hiding
Behind the clouds
You have got the black flower
You keep it sprayed with
Essence of love and hidden
Between your legs
It has drawn men to you
And you rejoice in their pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Ummm....ladies wont be happy about this...that you rejoice in the pain of men. I know some of you do but not all.