Author Hiroaki Sato The young man came to make you his wife, posing, he slept with you two nights; on the third night, around midnight, before the break of day, he picked up his pants and ran away! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments