wanderlust
and gypsy soul
bareback horse
i raised from foal
the blanket beneath me
upon the wet sand
i ran with the ocean
hand in hand
colorful hot air
balloons above
embracing mountain breeze
the coo of a dove
threw a dart at a map
and that's where we went
into the jungles
the world as our tent
the caverns of music
and nooks full of treasures
"oh darling," i said
"let's be adventurers"
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Poetry© 2016 SwitchandMixie highest rating: #159 in poetry i wrote these crappy things so please don't take :) there are no capital letters in this book because sometimes we need a break from capital letters that scream at us and make everything s...
