Tears Were Flowing From Her Beautiful Eyes. Poem by Dev Anand

One day she asked me at midnight
Why don't you take me now?

As if I did not understand
I asked "what do you mean
by taking you? ".

She told me plainly:
"Why don't you have sex with me? "

Then I told her:
You are my innocent angel,
the angel of my heart.
If I have sex with you,
I may break your wings.
I cannot suffer it to break your wings.

After few minutes I looked at her.
Tears were flowing from her beautiful eyes.