A deep tenor voice singing while playing the guitar,
exciting mind and intellect as they rush around look-
ing for their places in a poem.
Wanting and expecting to be expressed fully in prose,
giving off an aura that pulls every sound into a tasty
recipe of music.
Fondly picking up scents and aromas as they are rounded
out, being chosen by instruments and rewarded through
timely moments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem