You will miss me when I'm gone
touch the bed where I once laid
You will miss me when I leave
you will wish that I had stayed
You will miss me when I'm home
long for the passion in my lips
You will miss me when we part
my soft skin and my round hips
You will miss me when I'm gone
the desire in my eyes
You will miss me when I leave
so warm and wet between my thighs
You will miss me when I'm home
you know what I say is true
You will miss me when we part
but, not as much as I'll miss you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely structured, it really adds to the meaning of the poem.