The first taste of
morning coffee
on the lips is delightful.
The first morning kiss
from you ripples
in a silent pond.
These twin drakes
of passion.
Only one swells
the heart and soul.
A tide of love
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 