Traveler
On such lovely mornings
I dive into you
Fingers probing
your ebony hair
Pausing along the sexy winding
curves of your ear
Winding the sacred trail
down along your shoulder
As you lie sleeping
I am Magellan
And
You are new country...
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2019
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