Classic Poem

A woman of rich aroma approaches
Her body rubs hotly against me
At that instant the wheel-lilies beside me
They flushed red, glittering
The dragonflies ceased their movement, the wind stopped
I recoiled in fear
Her palms, wet with perspiration
Suddenly and with great strength lifted me up and kissed me.
Painful, cruel, longed-for
The grass droops, a grasshopper
Leaps at the hot evening sun.