Sport in the sun
Sun is out
Many run on roadsides.
He does so.
Bearded, his short long.
She does it
By wearing small top
Open-neck, cleavage,
Legs well-shaved, butt exposed
Though she is attractive
Eyes busy, whispering
“Beauty is she, not? ”
Mind hears, hands shiver
So do knees, stand hairs.
One wonders:
“Sport or the show-off? ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem