Mon Amant De La Mer, <br /> <br />Underlying the custom of propriety, <br />my thoughts court you with a native island dance <br />considered base by those of high society <br />and unforgiven by the school of circumstance. <br />Filled with jungle beasts and flowers of enchantment; <br />wavy lakes pooling dreams where clean cool water falls, <br />here I would have the freedom that inspires me <br />to live a life of wealth not given me by chance, <br />naked on the sand without blemish or a mole <br />unsure how deep my roots attach me to my soul.<br /><br />Captain Cur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/school-of-circumstance-love-letters-written-by-a-lady-of-renown/
