You’re sexy, sexier than no bra
You are poor, poorer than those on road
Butt’s sexy and breasts not your hair
(If not made and normal)
The sound of your shoes say, “I’m here.”
I wonder
Nail polish and the veil
High heel shoes ankles’ lace
I wonder what you are
Best name is “The lost child”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem