Rays of stray sunlight
Part your auburn hair
As you walk in the cornfield,
Breathing breath as fresh
As the strawberries
That grow in the far patch
Hard and red as nipples
To suckle fat nymphs that
Push past twisted tendrils
And linger beneath watermelon
Leaves at eventide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
John, such a lovely poem👍👍👍