Don't moan when
Passion in you is at its peak
Hold the veins tight
Let him his pleasure seek
He is not in a hurry
Slowly traces your contour
Hold him in grip of
Your thighs he needs it more
Throw smiles at him
Inside you he is going deep
Time is not yet ripe
Hold on, don't take final leap
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I would like to translate this poem
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