Sent
To honeymoon where we'd dreamt
From thoughts when we were young
This place we're mystically sent
It's where our dreams begun
Being marital would fuse our fun
Honeymooned, uncommon rise
To wails through reddening clouds
Left us in worthy surprise
Amidst thoughts thinking loud
It's then we'd seen the crowds
Like a mist they soon descended
Abhor, Neanderthal
Confusion abounds we're intended
To be their eventual thrall
Is this the luring of us all
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2013
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