At one corner of the subconscious
she waits to land on my dream
this morn too she came
offering my hungry mouth
a piece of guava
part eaten it was laced with her saliva
stoked my lust from the first bite
she never ages a bit
wished she came to me on each night
bringing youth endlessly sweet!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem