A Small Poem

„A Small Poem
Poem without a name

I can be the breeze caressing your ear.
I can be the storm you might terribly fear.

I can be the dusk dimming the light.
I can be the dawn chasing away the night.

I can be the wave carrying you home.
I can be the forest you might want to roam.

I can be the cave providing some shelter.
I can be the maze producing much helter-skelter.

I can be the fire warming your hand.
I can be the snow melting at your command.

I can be the passion giving you fever.
I can be the rest, a good stress reliever.

I can be the roadster making you faster.
I can be the clunker, your very own disaster.

I can be sweet, innocent like a child.
I can be young, almost grown-up, erratically wild.

I can be old, so contented and free.
If you´re either a friend or a lover for me;
Being by my side will be a good place to be!




P.S.
Hi. I´m new to this English forum because I would like to share my own poems with you (and maybe my sexy short stories as well ).
If there are any mistakes, I´m . Look forward to receiving your feedback if you like. I am not a native speaker...so please be gentle.

„A Small Poem

„@***ad

According to my holy bible (the Oxford Dictionary ), a clunker is an old vehicle or a machine in bad condition.
(German equivalent could be: Schrottkiste, Rostlaube, Karre, Gurke etc. )

Actually I´m not sure if this might probably rather be a term in American English as my friend from England somehow didn't know the word either.

„A Small Poem
Poem without a name

I can be the breeze caressing your ear.
I can be the storm you might terribly fear.

I can be the dusk dimming the light.
I can be the dawn chasing away the night.

I can be the wave carrying you home.
I can be the forest you might want to roam.

I can be the cave providing some shelter.
I can be the maze producing much helter-skelter.

I can be the fire warming your hand.
I can be the snow melting at your command.

I can be the passion giving you fever.
I can be the rest, a good stress reliever.

I can be the roadster making you faster.
I can be the clunker, your very own disaster.

I can be sweet, innocent like a child.
I can be young, almost grown-up, erratically wild.

I can be old, so contented and free.
If you´re either a friend or a lover for me;
Being by my side will be a good place to be!