Give me a feather to stir my inner ears
I feel itchy there
Never mind me; my libido is in my ears
Yours might be in your waist: or
I get no problem with that
My eyes look sleepy
My lips slightly opened
And I look weak
That is the magic of the feather
(31st Jan.,2016; Ofoase)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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