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You are an infinite expanse of foreign land,
miles upon miles of rocks to uncover,
dirt paths to wear into the ground,
lush scenery to devour with hungry fingers—
and I'm a natural explorer,
coming out of retirement.

Let me pin-point the parts of you
most in need of affection, the broken tree branches
and muddy waters hiding in the background,
the polluted environment buried in deep roots—
and I'll show you my own trampled forest,
a kingdom devastated by circumstance.

I'll wrap you in a quilt of gentle words,
all the best adjectives written across your brow
fading back into my collarbone,
thoughts and limbs tangled in a mess
of simple happiness, smooth co-existence—
there isn't room for Shakespearian tragedy,
only honesty, stripped down to the skin.