She grabs at him
He grabs at her
You want to be there
But when you ask
The answer fires no
So you walk
Or ride
Whatever your prerogative maybe
Still
She strikes a pose
For the younger
And who only knows
As rain dots the known
Ok I submit
and the refrain?
Go on you'll
Enjoy it
And I'll walk on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem