Under Me
on this long green earth
under the milkblue tender, moonlight midnight sky
I am out of love with you for now
Under Me
your face gleams up beneath me in a dusky light,
golden, rayon with sultry lips
like the rosy leonine heart stilled
as this you give, a gift to make us both your own
Under Me
it's the constant image of your face
incandescence with your soft curves I. the dark distend
that makes a man out of me
as this you give, a gift to make us both your own
Under Me
is all a simple lust.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderfully descriptive poem. Well done!