LEAF IN THE WIND

I am like a leaf in the wind moved unpredictably horizontal and vertical by the currents of life.

I long again to come to rest and experience peace,tranquility and companionship.

After meeting you,I feel that we have the embryo of a meaningful friendship if not relationship.

I long to taste your lips once again, drink your skin, experience your exuberance, sing songs that praise you over several dead soldiers in your backyard Shangri-La.

From an admirer!

Dead soldiers refers to empty bottles of wine.