"Two of us sending postcards, writing letters...we`re going home." ~ "Two of Us," The Beatles
I could tattoo your back with the world`s relief map Lips travel dreamtrip leave a flag stickpin kiss in all those places I haven`t seen We haven`t been tracing over the dotted lines plane path and reverie swept roadway dragging a happy teardrop trailer down my sun reddened cheek
In your skin I can taste and smell the salt of every ocean and hear all cities push pulse through your chest I need you to feel the earth`s curve along my hip and see the flora growing from the folds of my fingerprints
It`s welling up the wanderlust It`s telling out the landlove story to everyone else I''d leave behind to come away with you
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