Spangled with pink
by the blue sky's dropping
of fantasy. I'm cornered
like a starved rat
who has been keeping
his eye on the cheese
between my legs.
Spangled by pink
passionate clouds and thighs
divided by wind chimes
condescend
to usher in her love.
It comes in
then out of her
spangled with pink
on the wings of ephemera
caught forever
in the unforgiving mouth
of salacious snapdragon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem