what i like in you
is that you know how to sing the notes
of a whisper
on the side of my pelvis up to the
tip of my tongue
to the tip of my hair and then back
to the tips of my toes
tipsy
i lie down and bare it all for your
lovely gaze
salivating love
tickling the tips of my soul
i give in
and so you win.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem