A love poem

This poem is one that I wrote for my lovely husband.

Your body is a country.

Your brain is the seat of government,

Your fingers and toes are fjords,

Your muscles are the strong earth,

Your blood is the rivers,

Your heart is a well-spring,

Your sweat is the rain;

I want to explore the wild regions of your soul.

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