Turn to me my love
I am standing behind you
with bunch of lotuses.
Turn to me my love.
My eager lips wait for your
passionate lips and your
naked breasts.
Turn to me.
(Graphic: Dance of passion. JPG
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The picture speaks, that she is waiting for your touch., to turn to you. Just a loving touch....