For my travelling maniac

Did you know that every time you go away, I come with you?

I nestle on your eyelashes and sing them lullabies.

I tickle the corner of your lips into a smile when

A breath-taking sunset breaks in through

The dusty window panes of your bus,

Leaving everything a deep shade of orange in its wake.

When the full moon rises and lights up the inky blue evening sky,

I make you look out the train window and marvel

At the odd silver the moonlight coats the world with.

I am the salty breath of the sea that makes you

Throw your arms wide open and believe in God.

And when you come back and tell me of your adventures,

I already know them by heart.
Because every time you go away, I come with you.

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