Its been awhile now since your hands have touched my body, my desire almost stinging
I was sharp then and you stood like a strong birch tree
sex was fun, passionate and new
you didn't go a day without making my skin become like the salty ocean
I am now round and you need fertilizer to stand like a newly planted sprout
they say if you don't use it you loose it and i my dear have thighs caked in mold
I have become useless to you, you toss me aside
“ Stop nagging you old bird the commercial is over”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem