beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

A Country

I am an adventure

A destination

Sometimes scarred by

Circumstance

Unfounded opinion

But still awash

With a kind of beauty

A place where ocean meets forest

Come to my depths

Rise to my heights

Let the places

People you’ve settled for

Fade into muted recollection

Come to me, my love,

Slip from the dull prison you built

And be free under my dominion

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