Discovering,

Crowded city sights,

Ordered grids, with their

Array of high-rises,

Where days merge into nights,

And nights into days,

Into an endless string of

Infectious, energetic momentum.

Only with you.

Discovering,

Sleepy little towns,

Quaint little book stores and

Coffee shops,

Neatly arranged,

Domes, spires, and

cobblestones,

Things that a fairy tale make,

Only with you.

Discovering,

Days which seem

To have a pace of their own,

Among green hills and

gushing streams,

Under starlit skies and

Seamless horizons

Only with you.