Poetry is lovely
when it's pure
and
spoken frankly
and
drunk with red wine
mainly
and
results in more juicier ones
slowly
that alone is sexy
lovely smashy poetry
all else is
simply fidgeting
try and enjoy
two things at a time
love and wine
of lips thine
OK
maybe mine
then come out with spicier
and
juicier ones
like mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
, , , ...'he first one who you'd like to reach is the one who is standing besides thee or sitting at a theater/cinema in case you need water to save an imminent disaster, '...is so nice. Enjoyed