JINGLE ON MY SON!

JINGLE ON MY SON!
A doughty champion of his local culture.(Poet Tom Hubbard)Your performance at the city hall was soooooooooo good! Christoph thought it was excellent! (Carolyn)

24.11.09

DEPENDING ON THE TIDES



“Can I meet you?”
“It depends on the tides,” she said.
“Can I hold you,
Kiss you all over,
Lick the dew from your eyes,
Feel your white skin,
Touch your tongue with mine,
Stroke you,
Breathe in your ears,
Smell your hair,
Share the night with you?”
“It depends on the tides,” she said.



KEITH ARMSTRONG

the jingling geordie

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whitley bay, tyne and wear, United Kingdom
poet and raconteur