Wanderland-Wanderlust
Walking amongst the wooden giants at night
The only light was the bright I was giving off
I slothed through the land taking it all in
I couldn’t even begin what mental state I’m in
On a natural vibe I am a one woman tribe
Warrior of the night
Lioness, princess of nature.
It craters me in its beauty
Complex continuity
I frolic and I talk to it
Come with me
To the land of lovely
I’ll walk thee to the highest point
Of your body and mind you will be anointed with joy I want to deploy your passion
In the mansion of mother earths madness
Wanderlust Contest
8/11/14
B. Maxine
Copyright © B. Maxine Revolution | Year Posted 2014
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