Warning : For adults ( leave if you are under 18! )

S. K.‘ s letter
( by Janos Denes Orban , translation by peter Szabo 2003 )


I only wanted
you didn’t let me down,
move in to my room
do cleaning while I’m gone
I thought I could ask
from you this little thing
do the washing up
bring tea when I ring
I thought I could wish
from you this little thing
wash my new shirt if
I vomit on it
pay for all my beers
when I dress help a bit
let your body heat
always burn me deep
to serve only your king
exclusively me
gobble up my ***
while I’ll watch the match
one of the two ends
that deserves your glance
and swallow it down
praise its taste of course
and if ten more times
I ask you for more
I only wished you
did not take your life
If I tell you that
I slept all around
never ask me where
I had been today
and when I arrive
fall on my neck say
let me wash your legs
I thought I could wish
don’t ask in exchange
anything for this
move into my soul
don’t search it I say
and please, appreciate
all the happiness

I gave every day