Initially Poem by Zyw Zywa

Hop, step and jump into the tram
long paces left right through the gangway
to the platform in the rear
there, my thoughts choose their own track


Who would not want to


do all one would want to


do if one could?


Bringing love generously
in the air, on land, and at sea
rescuing people out of stormy weather

no abroad, being at home in every land
running through the breakers and the sand
and laughing a lot together

sunsummers without a plan or decision
just a warm wind, just the soft skin
of an initially unknown lover