Sex and understanding,
Wait until i am ready;
And do not deny me of love when,
The time is ripe.
Your love is frozen like an ice-cube but,
It is eaten like an ice-cream!
And with the flavour of things to rember always.
Take up a trip to my bedroom and,
You will meet John my lover;
But with the whirlwind of my passion,
Handle my love with care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem