ITS all in a hand shake,
this kettle and drums,
with a flick of a eye
lash, the bullet hits a
home run.
ITS all in a hand shake,
theses cocktails and jokes,
with your rusted halo, you
finally find some thing
called love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting discovery David. Enjoyed this one (10 from me) YOU ROCK! ! !