When shall i behold u, my love?
We shall mimic the feeding of doves
your red lips,
an unending nectar spring.
When shall i behold u once more?
that u may position my head between
your hard breasts and all
I would eavesdropp your true thought within
your nudity, as by my nudge,
revealing your curves at the right places
that, I haven't seen for ages
When shall I behold you, my love?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For ages you haven't seen the curves....It's time you should see it. Or else you shall be going mad. sweet rendering of lines!