The sensuality of a woman,
enough to curse or enlighten,
even those most close hearted
and frail,
sexual tendencies all but break,
My line demishes, and falls for that
which is forbidden,
I no longer wish to be carressed,
all I long for is to Carress that beauty,
I long for their sensualities to
consume all that is Crimson.
This's one of your best poems that I love to read again, , , It's so fantastic one! 10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem, but I disagree with Vipins - none of your poems could possibly be called 'best' - they are all too amazing! !