With a soft flowers of marshy blanket
A gentle breeze touches muddy pillows
Bouncing delicates coils of arms
Wraps tightly on asheet of madness
Circling around head of pillar stand
Spread widely on a thighs of garters
Knitted in every sides of gentle backs
With a beautiful views of healthy two hills with pinkish shadows
Sloping of palms igniting caves of haven
Within heavenly fingers sew wets corners
Oils and peak sweats shafts inside
Curving and curbing shouts and moans of stars
Clasping the hair of joyous rising
Kneeling to get the happy moments
Bowing invertedly to fly high and hi gher galaxy
Like climbing up and down to the cottons of the tickling spots
Like a smooth shaft lubricating the sweetness of sleep
Driving on a canopy hungry lips
On a spring of dancing in muscle control
Digging in many styles in a deep through deeper
in a caressing bedrest from wild sleep.
This has become my best poem, it is so poetic in literal manner well done!
ooh my kkkkk i can imagine...sweet n sticky...healthy two hills with pinkish shadows, hahaha, awesome this is awesome
....a gentle breezing poem drifting into nicety of the poem. Brilliant! ! !
Full of sensitivities of this poem. So delicate in refine manner. Great poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is sensually sweet sticky dream indeed... Nice write