The Portofino Express
The Portofino Express
An extravagant yet simple place
One where there are no faults, no desires, no seasons
One where there is only comfort, individuality, and freshness
What is the Portofino express?
A place where souls come in moderation
Bold yet a cool, soft edge
A baby’s skin brushing gently on your hands
Glory rides here with it’s magnificence, relaxed, refined and natural pose
It’s calm gaze staring at you, you staring back at it
Yet despite staying in this place for generations it would feel as only a day passed
Or maybe half a day for those that are unfortunate
In all it’s shine, capsule collection
It is but a place of solitude for those that only knew
Mysteries flowing beneath, a cool breeze, and the warmth brightening the sky
Woe, this place is not meant to be taken lightly
Despite its gateway, it is merely a glimpse
Wake up from your slumber, and contemplate at the new day
What a fruitful journey to cross on
Have you ridden the Portofino express?
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