How do you do it?
With lips tender
and succulent?
Or a soul that transforms
me into a kissing poet?
No matter…..
One taste of your
essence is enough.
Like a thousand fireflies
on a summer evening.
Everything is inside me.
Like fine wine
A Wandering Poet
As I walk around I like to record what I experience. Through poetry, ideas and thoughts I hope I can share some of these experiences with you.
A Wandering Poet 