the erotic wind
blows hard
makes the trees
brushing up
against one another
the lust of youthfulness
opens its mouth
wide open
the skin of
the skinless creature
encourages contact
the intimacy
of a dark
bedroom
is now
full of the warmth
of flesh
begins to calm down
and let itself
become just another one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem