Am alone, on a warm New Year's Eve.
Happy.
The adventures of "Odyssey" inspires me to
travel far.
A glass of water to wet my dry salty lips.
Dreaming of blue-skies, clear skies
and a red sea.
My Red Sea holiday was planned, but couldn't go.

So am I alone.
Happy.
As I pour red-wine, I smell Tuscany, rich-aroma
of grapes.
"Sting" music echoes from my CD-player, warming
my waxy ears.


Am I alone.
Happy.
Brownish cheese, a cracker,softly, I munch, lost, ataring.
Happy.
As Love burns, my heart is singing, filling my loins with fire.
I fell happy, on New year's Eve.
Bright roundish moon is smiling,like
a torch
on my face.

I drink the last wine-drops, I head, slowly to bed.
Am alone.
Happy.