Love, It Is On The Peninsula Of Hope Poem by Mark Heathcote
Love, It Is On The Peninsula Of Hope
Love, it is on the peninsula of hope.
Failing to drown, I scan the horizon,
There is nothing like some distant objectivity.
To clear the mind and blow away the cobwebs
It's here I can reflect and enjoy the sunset.
See the moon and count my lucky stars.
Bless that siren who wails my name.
And if she returns,
I will take that near-death plunge again.
With the swish of a merman's tail.
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