New England Rock-bound Coast

    New England Rock-bound Coast

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When something is quite beautiful but not

Quite gorgeous, we are likely to forget

It, swiping left or turning to some hot

Alternative, some sexier, slick, wet

Shape, shape of dreams.  A landscape, seascape or

Some sexless scene with early morning light,

A single sail, New England rocky shore

Should overwhelm us but it fails to.  Slight

The beauty due to lack of hormones clear

As spirits that cannot be seen or felt,

The photo is too focused on a sphere

That does not leave the heart with scar or welt.

  This type of beauty waits too boring since

    It’s velvet, not designed to make veins wince.

Phillip Whidden