For what horse paths, I travel by..
For what pavements, I trekk on by..
On journeys to fetch, oh fetch you by..
To quench my taste, with fountain flow..
Your aqua of love, I so much crave ..
Your need for me, I so much embrace..
A hundred miles, I walk on by..
It leaves no dust, on these here feet..
A hundred more, I will walk on again..
To horse you back, to my homely den..
I appreciate the marriage of the simple and complex in this post. But for some reason the following lines seem the most powerful...classic in a sense:
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For what pavements, I trekk on by.."