For Shaun:
Rough, calloused hands and
warm smooth kisses
Sky blue eyes
Full, sensual lips
framing a daring pirate smile.
Tall, handsome and inviting
A moonbeam voice -
cool and seductive
A striking man in any light
Filled with demons,
bitterness and sorrow
ruled by fear, anger and hate
A hollow, shallow, pathetic Peter Pan...
© 2006 Raymond J Wright
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I would like to translate this poem
You had me till the demon part.... poor soul... we should never grow so calloused we stop dreaming of never never land... Fron one dreamers point Patricia