Proshake Tribute To J-A Poem by me poet yeps poet

''when I was a youth,
how I loved,
How I kissed her
and
what happened beneath blankets, ...SO SPAKE JA JI


Bade arman
have sunken
you have not since months spoken
where liveth thou
in the hollows of wilderness

rain cometh
daily
autumn
is over nearly

snow is about
to be shedding
when are you coming

virus is blasting
all below earth
six feet are searching

with hopes all are
lurking

r u not yours
missing
ooooo still kissingg
hopefully the corona has
not been around pissing

nicey poemy
no

corona go go OOOOOOO
GO