Each limb plays to the dynamics of motion
in static vibration the virgin flower
awaits cravings within the tattoo touches
and surrenders to her animal instincts.
Wild fingers douse her with raptures of pain
tricking off curves with aspiring lines
provoking flood gates to drip with quivers
as the lycan-beast over power's her whim.
Together they are flamed with insane desire
bursting, buckling with energy and passion
toasted with love enjoys her total submission
reaching out for the skies in her moans and cries.
Within the split second her potentials change
for she bursts to burn to the fluid kinetics:
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem