MR SQUID
I can see you through
The crafty voice you use
The beguiling tone of flutter
With the beautiful apple for my seduction on the platter
The women you beguile me
With their work of nakedness
You test my strengths with
But this am sure
You are not a devil outside me
Magnified with horns
Fashioned in red hellish robes
You are the doubter within me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poetry