This body.
This body that has been touched, felt, used, and abused.
Lovebites, kisses.
Deathwishes.
Stroking, groping, squeezing.
Teasing and pleasing.
Heart beating fast.
Hormones raging.
Sinning, never winning.
Lust, never enough.
Moaning, groaning,
Begging, pleading.
Crying, bleeding.
Be careful what you wish for.
Because it just might come true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem