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Translation
I don’t know what should I do anymore
I kept calm
Pretending to sleep
She quietly went near
Pretending to dream
And then she touched my hand
Sweetly quietly, quietly.
I don’t move I stay I am
I leave she continuing
I know very well but I want to see
Where she want arrive.
She go near a little more
She brush against me with her lips
Or what else I don’t know.
I don’t know what should I do anymore
Now I should wake up
Maybe I should leap on her
As I had an animal
And I should be very male
Continuing, perhaps for two hours and more
Too much.
She goes on of course
She want to make love with me
Perhaps she’s feminist
And she certainly doesn’t want to be raped
But she want to manage
So how do I have to do
Where do I have to kiss her, how do I have to touch her…
But, but, but
What strange what a sweet
Way to touch
She rather seems a child
Who doesn’t know how she has to do
To make me understand,
I mustn’t sleep
She want to make love…
Me too me too, me too
I’d want me too, my God
My god I’d want let me go
I’d like to touch her, kiss her
Like I could do it in a natural way
Or maybe it’s better leave it
I can’t risk
Maybe it’s better I will go to sleep again.
G. S.✕
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