The Cove

It is a bit a like,
Candle light-
The iridescent bulb,
A passing of shadow-

It is cunning,
Diving deep,
A Harem sea,

Your play and cloth,
Entwining froth,
A Sultry mangrove,
In summer swell,
Ebbing to tides-

Waxing moons,
Waning blues.


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About A Foreign Sojourn

I am a Joe of many trades including professional cook, avid reader and ambitious adventurer-check out my latest photos and peruse my blogs for a sampling in regards to the worlds of eating and worldly adventures!
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