I love you like tissue,
removing dirt, absorbing
the wetness dripping
and excreting burying them within me.
Contented on wiping your unpleasantness,
on waiting for the bin to touch me,
to crumple and rot,
as I float
with trash.
Great write. Loved the words used. Keep writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely penned. love it a lot....