Jim, imortal poet inside the veins,
Glorious and deeply on the shadow of fame,
A god full of destiny of true,
Screaming words like wine so pure!
Moonlight brighting a new moon,
Never blue, singing outside
Memories and breaking through
On the heaven so far, never cruel!
Over the horizon, over the window,
Burning like fire, sexy wisdom,
Walking on to eternity,
Playing lovely songs inside a mind
Hungry of love and poetry!
(Joyce Martins)
