I have so many lovers.
It is hard to keep track.
France, Italy, Mexico, Belize;
E’er wooing me back.

Some are as warm as the sun.
A few as cool as the sea breeze.
Others are marble statues.
More of a tease.

A buffet of delight.
They each have their taste.
Spicy as Indian cardamom.
Soft as Venetian lace.

I have so many lovers.
I will never lack.
Memories and wanderlust;
E’er wooing me back.

~Just L (January 27, 2018)