Link to Wordsworth poem:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45550/she-was-a-phantom-of-delight

Full poem by me:

The Ultimate Thrill

By Jake Bair

Adventure or bust and wanderlust

are words not fitting for me.

Though good winds prevail, I won’t set sail

across a roiling sea.

Nor take the test of Everest

to feel as high as can be.

The only thrill I need to feel

is to love, and be loved by thee.

It’s a safe bet I’ll stay on the jet

and not leap just to fall free.

Who needs nerve toasters like roller coasters

or driving in the grand prix.

The high G-forces from various sources

aren’t really my cup of tea.

My butterflies soar in a way I adore

when I love, and am loved by thee.

I will always yearn for the slow burn

your love kindles in me.

When life is bleak, the peace that I seek

is the embrace which sets my heart free.

Time seems to fly, as years go by

and a blur is all I see,

For there’s no greater joy, than for me to deploy

my love, and be loved by thee.

So gallop ahead, I’ll walk instead

and enjoy the nature and trees.

Me ride that zip-line? No thanks I’m fine

just watching your heart fill with glee.

Others may pine for the buzz of fine wine

but I would disagree.

I only hope to expend my force to the end

to love, and be loved by thee.

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