Now I am a reticent desperado
Having entered on a tornado
Exited on a surfboard
The latest trip was joyous
Man lives for nature
I live for cheeks
I kissed them all
On a whirlwind of scent
The sounds and the scents
Of the ladies and gents
Music and aromas
Closer to God by the moment
No Television no radio
No sedentary moments
No I was in the city streets again
I was in a whirlwind
I met sandi, rose, jenni, tammy, chrystal, kay
I met 6 more the very next day
I met Kim, and tracy, and kristen, and kath
Then i went home and took a bath
Most important i tell you now and again
I kissed and kissed and hugged and then
I kissed them all goodbye when
On a surfboard of smiles i rode away
Green tapestry woven in my head
I sing a happy song and lie down in bed
I see the visions of sugar plums
I wonder how blessed can i be?
Is the pope any happier than me?
When i reflect on how I kissed all their cheeks
And they all gave me their best smiles~!
Allowing me to feel as rich as a king
For a dozen happy maidens i sing!
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah, the lucky gals, and luckier still were you one would have to surmise....Love the reference to surfing in here helping it flow, like on your board waiting....waiting and then, zoooooooooommmmmmmmmm...........marci. :)