Tourist

Where to? Where to?
Where to in this wonderful land?
Drag me through your hills. Your valleys.
Draw me into your beautiful eyes.
I won't mind-

Which way? Which way?
Which way to your meadowy vistas?
Cart my curiosity across your countryside.
Cradle my love in your open arms.
I won't mind-

What now? What now?
I've been this way twice over.
My devotion driven on like a tourist
Returning to his favorite love.
I don't mind-

What now? What now?
I've been this way thrice over.
Your every curve mapped with kisses.
Each kiss an old experience made to feel new.
And I don't mind.