I had been prepared,
To establish more than a fling with you.
But even a fling became a boring contemplation.
That's when I began to show my agitation.
With a playing a game of solitaire.
What more can I say?
When the aspects of getting undressed,
Put a damper on my heat.
As your interrogation,
Nodded my hopes and put me to sleep.
I didn't even hear you when you left my home.
That's how involved I became.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem