last time
I attached
my pain
to your
strap
yet
the next next day
when
Y tore
your strap
you hugged him
so violently
to offer
him
an ecstatic
journey
I was just
not too far
with miss Z
to demonstrate
another pain
which
she will not
remember again
as soon as
our parting
pain is the play
we getting skilled
everyday
to show and to hunt
love leaves no wonder
than ejaculation!
Pranab k c
23/04/2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem