Send me to love
bring me to its doors
to explore, to stay
to leave me wanting more.
Accept even my sores
dragging behind collecting dust from the floor.
I am this, this is it,
what stands now before
amidst your gaze, upon your shores
seeks something of kind
that no trade can afford.
Born of passion, of heart,
did this seed find its start.
To bloom, to grow,
into wonders unknown.