“Ouch! ! This really hurts! ”
Don’t put your fingers in my wound. Dr! 
Don’t even touch, just look.
Tell me, Dr Passion, what is wrong? 
So wet down there with that liguid and blood, 
why should I need a treatment
Unconscious ‘n drugged? 
What caused my problem, 
I’m an angel walking on the Devil’s path, 
He had extra wings and I borrowed some to give down here
And I borrowed a chasm for their pleasure, too, 
I love man 
But my plan, 
precautions with pills is my plan, 
I gotta live, 
is it a sin, 
loving more than one? 
“Ouch! ! This really hurts! ”
28-07-98                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you still write in your own personal style, even your comments... I love this. Thank you for your comments. I've read all your poems and they are all wonderful. Ε ύ γ ε ! ! !