I journey often to faraway places;
many anew, others revisited.
My travels are spent with
rare and unique—
life is clever with good friends around us.
My favorite places are like a second home
where colorful words bleed from artists’ souls
who build their worlds for me—
a house of beauty,
kind and free
across a rustic bridge perhaps,
beyond an orchard way
where fever-pitch is not a storyline,
so often used by soulless playwrights today.
My first-run journeys take me like a child,
seeing the world with new eyes—
embracing and holding it tight—
letting the soft caress of purpose stir me like a lover in the night.
And aren’t all new journeys like making love?
The romance, the thoughtfulness, and the generous passion—
they’re all part of the foreplay
that tickles our senses to rollercoaster climaxes
and breathless denouements.
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