I Love To Travel

The wine of you I sip
At your lips divine.
Oh, how many trips
Will it take to make
You wholly mine?
I do not care,
I’ll pay the fare
Of dare and do
The whole year through
Till I have you.

Besides this,
This merging kiss
Of perfect bliss,
I love to travel.

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