Gallop
in
the elevator you take off your panties
in front of the door you are already
without blouse
open
as an incurable wound
in front of the door you are already
without blouse
open
as an incurable wound
the
moment you enter my small
palace
the seams on your skirt split
bang on the head unites tongues
in an only to us
comprehensive language
in a hurry you sit on me
and ride
believing I will never
burn out
palace
the seams on your skirt split
bang on the head unites tongues
in an only to us
comprehensive language
in a hurry you sit on me
and ride
believing I will never
burn out
you
gallop so happily
through the night
through the day
and I already bestride
a new mistress
through the night
through the day
and I already bestride
a new mistress
--tr. Danijela Trajković
Cowgirl -- Bustle (Caroline Wurtzel, Mary Bloun)
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