I was in love with Finland,

her beautiful blonde hair,

and the bluest of eyes,

but especially,

the tender way she spoke to me,

held onto me as if it was forever.

 

I was in love with Ireland,

her fire burned my heart to a crisp,

and I stuck around to watch it, 

and see what it would do to my soul;

what a lovely fury,

what an intense love.

 

Everyone other country of my past,

is woven into a tapestry,

as are the countries I currently visit,

and it's so beautiful,

but how long does beauty last?

 

All that glitters…

nothing lasts…