Our plans were vast
they sprawled and furled
into unknown and distant worlds
Our steps were huge.
We sprawled and fell, but
co-entangled,
landed well
We pushed on through
our maps and charts
all marked and laid
for foreign climes
completely lost
before we start
exploring all
your lands
and mine.
1 comment:
A Lewis and Clark-ish kind of love poem. Brilliant.
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