Your words when coy, some tests..
do not annoy though at times
one tries two or three..blind...
sunny smiles that cry...to see the fire..
Still being afraid you must run from
many words: seductively you weep..and..
must subconsciously they do give you away.
I can never give you away to them...
..why fear..them still one does at times..
...open your eyes to reason...
... you fought is it not so.. I ask of you why?
only it can release you from your forgiveness.
Psychology you know it does not free you all
some times it flees and outwits...you..
....leaving you exposed, most backwardly breast and thighs
open afraid of that which walks inside parades the rose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have got a lot darker of late and I think it's a change for the better 10++