I’m a rolling
stone gather
no moss
red light, green light
who are you
to stop me?
I’m a rolling
stone gather
no moss
I’m impeccable
in city, drunk
on strangers.
Shots of love
go down like
iced tequila
fills the night
with stars.
Expanding Universe’s
kiss, glimpsed
flash of insight:
I’m rolling.
Victoria Mosley 
This is wonderful… I have not enjoyed, as I did this, a first read through a poem in many, many a word consumed… wonderful.
Thank you 🙂