She will feel like she have been missing a precious gift all this while.
She will keep telling herself i wish i can see him once again.
She will feel like the moon with 3stars hanging on it.
She will ask her mum, is sex really bad as people say?
And lastly when a virgin have sex she is still a virgin when you ask
her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
virgin is pure, chaste. The future creator of our society. Let us deal with her keeping this in mind. I invite you to read my poems and comment.