Darling, darling, darling.....
He desires her,
when desire fills his eyes,
his lips cannot help but utter sweetness,
every fiber of his being is ready to submit.
And she knows what he wants,
like day follows night,
sky follows a galaxy of stars,
water follows a river.
But the reality is that she desires it too.
Perhaps you could argue that the tea is too hot to drink.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem