Sleeping capriciously
the climax of two souls
Resurrected in one
The pitiful movement of a flaccid flesh
In an empty tube
Intermingling souls with each other
To be reunite as an embryo
If u had been killed
Would I have been created?
Had you been killed
Have the continuity been continued?
I will be born from your breasts again
From the achy pain
From the sweet slippery sweat of lust
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I just cant imagine this, that this is thing you chose to write..........._Soul