Did but our bodies touch,
And laughed upon her breast to think
And as a beast I gave the beast as much,
As much as she could take.
While only in the dark were we as friends.
I offered what the other women gave
And they stepped out of their clothes.
But when this soul, her body soft,
Skin on skin, you know.
She has found and found therein
What no one needs to know.
A bit cryptic for me, and the title seems to not fit the text of the somewhat tittilating poem. I do better with photos. Got any? ? bri : )
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For one having a hard time maneuvering in PH, you still managed to get on PH's list of 'Popular Poets'. : )