Soon we will share some intimacy,
Then the feeling of incomplete will be replaced,
With completeness.
Someday but not today i imagine,
The boredom will be rekindled with sweet memories.
My MALIK will be mine for the keeping.
Where are you, sweet MALIK?
Am on fire and i need you to come put me out.
Don't mind sending you picture of my 'coochie',
if that will bring you my way.
With this statement, i accept you entirely.
Your needs are my needs.
Your wants are my wants.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem