Where comes the words from!
Where from comes the images!
Wrap me in the spider web
I look for a way out
With a prolonged pain
and pleasure blended together
comes the ejection reflex
and you are born.
You are born
Then where comes the web then
I am wrapped still
With ecstatic feel and thrill!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem