I can’t spend moments after moments seeing your eyes
Coz, I am not ready
To Love
Coz, I am not ready
To dream
So, please wait for me
I would come to you
With all my love and dream
To create monarch of ours
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I would like to translate this poem
As I labor wiith mounting thrusts As I fumble mad with lust As I frantic squeeze your buns Please wait for me, I'm about to come