Boom it comes like hell,
Pretty bodies everywhere
Tickles in every part of my cell
Hence I resort to hit and run without care
So girls please kindly don't yell
The hips I hold today is just a cure,
It's nothing but affectation bell,
For I can't manage to stay bare
All I need is a today's shell,
Don't hold hopes high I know not the feature!
I pray that you do not dwell
On me and make this fantasy a flare,
This Teenage love thing is a temporary spell
So let's kiss, hug, caress while aware.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
infatuation revisited finely