(E)nchanting Escapade

Spaces on a map, with crooked lines for streets

Are places that dwell in the hearts of men,

Becoming a part of the whole as they move away

But not without memories left lingering long after.


Countless times the streets are drawn,

By hands that have felt the air

Drawn for those who must taste the dust,

And make the journey to this love.


Inexplicable it shall always be

To the unfortunate who live in oblivion

Never for them shall streets of a town conjure up

Feelings of ownership and longing.


As life makes the journey to destinations unknown

Through routes where all else may depart and deceive,

The spaces on maps will enter one’s heart

And bring alive everlasting love.

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