Do not leave me because I lost the knack.
I’ll learn the tricks of foreplay that are subtle.
Give me just one more chance in the sack.
So even though I risk a heart attack,
though I'm clumsy and I sometimes muddle,
do not leave me because I lost the knack.
If you go, you will not take me back.
Maybe, I can even learn to cuddle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem