Compared with the sun
Emitting ultra-violetly
Smiles contagiously infectious
I mea your face: sweet case
Itching down, am dazed
Neck showing lovely drawings
Artistic expertise of God
In ringly circle arranged
Lower, lower, lower
Lo! Behold the almonds
Nutrients- packed for generation
Like a rising of sea waves
Smoother than finest of waters
Then, a darker spot; the hot spot
Orally- enticing suckles us
Moves us and sustains us
All know I do much appreciate it
Lower, lower, lower
A smooth, flat plane
With a remainder- reminder of our birth
Trickle trace of hairs
Cascading towards…
Towards what?
Gosh, shhh, I stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem