Where am I to go,
fade away?
Confused in the head.
I think not.
For I say,
I love a woman.
And beyond the hateful mirrors.
We share the loss together.
This is the sacred flower.
That sense not to be resisted
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 