As the boy looked at it, my thing moved and he whispered "It is splendid! Do let me try its love-making" ...And I was too polite to disobey.

Seeing that a simple pressure of the handCan make the symbol of my senses stand,What if I saw your body, where uniteThe lure of water and the gold of light.

Of a slim-waisted deer-swift boy... My tongue remembers and is young.

Then, as on the night before, we lay down together and I proved how great our friendship had become.