Probably At One Time... Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

in the bed ladybird.
she unfolded comfortably.
from a distance one can see dots.
are breathing with her,
with her effusiveness.

from such heat, everything
is sticking to the body.
but it isn't disturbing her.
the husband bought, so she wants
to do pleasure for him.

she felt with ladybird,
loved by its
spider, which is wrapping
the big body for her,
which one's small shoulders.

she felt with like ladybird
loved by one's
spider, which is entangling
her big body, one's
with small shoulders

and alone is feeling
as the fly, caught once
and for all into the network
but the ladybird,
is bringing luck

he doesn't only know when...