To balmy
clime from wintery grip
You’ve
traveled to and fro
And every
time you made the trip
My heart
would follow so
Back and
forth your venturing
Had wisened
the naïve
Thus
assuaged indenturing
My heart
upon its sleeve
You travel
where I cannot pass
You also
form duration
Of moments
when I must amass
My heart for new migration
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