Let me trespass 
Into your elegant garden
Which has orchards 
Of soft, silky melons.
Not just a gaze of desires
But a chance to play.
Let me fasten your
Lotus petal lips.
My pecks may grow your moaning
And leads to the nectar you preserve.
Teach me to transform
My soul through your lips.
Let me for an unforgettable cuddle
Which spreads your warmness
Into my nervous atoms.
Gently...bite by bite 
Around your gorgeous neck
Having like a toffee.
Let my fingers 
Move to and fro.
Sail through your hidden treasures 
Around your up rise hills and its tops
Rundown gently in your intricate curves
And rest in your wetland.
Let my battle begins
Like a delicate breeze
And steadily transforms 
As a gusty wind 
With huffing and puffing 
And at last a pleasant downpour into your land.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
But a chance to play, good write
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