Ah, my white chrysanthemum love!
Your kisses like butter melt on my lips
You bring out all colors in me
And I become yours one to one
Matching your climax colors
Ah, my rose love!
Pink are your cheeks
When kissed by my lips
They put fire in me
I wholly become yours
And I burn, I burn
And you, my barnished ebony love
You take all colors out of me
Make me natural
Hard hard do I feel
And I become yours in entirety
And I have my yellow love
Full of flavors of wantons
Soft and smooth outside
But inside pretty meaty
You do become mine when
You close your eyes
And moans escape your lips
And my love in the evening
My sweet sweet jasmine
Morning glory in the morning
You are all my oohs and ahs
Love of my life, my sweet wife.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite a poem, very nicely written. Very well done!