restless wakeful is the Night
let us make a virtue of her restlessness
heart to heart
dermis to dermis
caress to caress
uncaging our simmering passions for a flight!
deep in slumber is the Night
her hair dishevell'd body bare and outstretched
let us shake her fast by her moonlit head
and then hold together
'gainst her pelvic might!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem