A city loved,
a city pleased,
oh what city will love
this diseased
soul of mine
overcome by wanderlust
like a nomad
collecting dust.
From place-to-place
from time-to-time,
moving cities,
all the time.
But to gain the love
of a city seized,
you need to give love,
and that city pleased,
will reward you with a home
like no other,
yet any other,
that you would rather,
want for yourself,
more than a jewel,
more than a love,
or any emotional whirlpool.
A city loved,
a city pleased.
Where will it be now?
The atlas teased.