Her supple lips, tender, wet and waiting
Set, eager again for another tryst with mine
Recalling that night so hot, and all ours
Memories flow between fantastic and forever
My whole self craving ever more…
Moments, more chances, simply more or her
Welcome for a time when yet again we meet
I stand waiting, floating on towards forever
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I would like to translate this poem
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