The Continent of You
Photography and Text by Greg Davis

Show me how to touch you
For you are to me a still dark and mysterious land
And I, fresh explorer of the continent of you.

I have yet to chart your valleys
and find your deep hidden trails.
Or lay claim to your hills
To see them aglow in a moon-soft light.

Lead me to your inner seas
So I may ride upon the crest of your waves
And lie upon the softness of your peaceful shore.