Rambler's Motto
Gentle Earth, and you
Inseparable, no?
If made, as meant for
Why shun? Enjoy!
With each rushed up breeze
Of its embrace
Lover's, perfume-filled
Lover's revives
Hilled and coastally
Opes wide its arms
Feeling that rapport
Instinct. Not coy!
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
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