The rushing belt of the sea,
calls me to you, pale blind.
The dark nights,
frenzied like a bee.
Can only yearn to look
into your luminous eyes.
And taste your body,
so sweet and difinitive.
A Love on Valentines Day
The rushing belt of the sea,
calls me to you, pale blind.
The dark nights,
frenzied like a bee.
Can only yearn to look
into your luminous eyes.
And taste your body,
so sweet and difinitive.
A Wandering Poet 