Jan Eskildsen

Biography of Jan Eskildsen

PoemHunter.com Updates


My fingers caresses
The clear blue sky
My hands the sun
My eyes are staring
at this beautyfull place

My body shivers
In anticipation
Of exploring this place
This new land
Of virgin soil

Am I alone here
I have to find out
I will begin my search
In this new land
Of virgin soil

[Report Error]