when and when(s)
in a vertical cobra positions
passion, little woman,
time is
'
when you walk like a cobra
talk exactly with a phobia
and lay down
with a red light fully rounded by a peaceful angry 'help me! '
'i will help you'
'
touch with handful wild glance.
this is an indian spice
i need to turn
back as your favor
deepa
or sty...or the entire country
India with all
the 2 billions
human mixed with beautiful holly cows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem