my female

female
burning your blood
that you squeeze into milk
for millions of children of my people

female
do not hesitate
no longer just lipstick,
Also not only dark wood burning
this world to be perfect for you
smile because persistence and strength of your cry

female
get it the door has been shamelessly
Let our children carried her my office
I showed as a reincarnation of me in your womb

do not have to wash,
let me