O, I'll write a hundred gazelles?
each a flowers unopened bud
unlocks those passions intense
that desire busting, hereof.
And yes, I will draw your blood
those last few pulsating drops of love.
I'm a thorn in the side of love
press me deeply, and I will delve
into the fires that bleed blood
press deeper, love unawares.
And yes, I will draw your blood
those last few pulsating drops of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem