the perfume after
being courted,
dabbed, tapped and
sniffed for the
umpteenth time
eventually finds its lover,
a man who bares himself
like a dog trying to find
the right partner to
spice himself up.
sniff, sniff, sniff before
making the right choice.
he never forgets
about her, each day
making sure she is part
of his musculinity and aura.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem