Day 219 - Love Expedition

This happiness you bring,
Should probably be a sin,
As it reveals my addiction,
To our love expedition.

We've traveled high and low,
To places we only know,
We'd certainly go back again,
To the place where it all began.

A dark and lonely street,
Under the heat,
Of the store's white lights,
And cigarettes burning bright.

It was black and white,
With a little brown in the Asian night,
Jokes full of laughter and sin,
Stories they've told time and again.

All palate's were soaked,
Drowned  in Jack and Cokes,
No use sipping on beer,
Bad words are all you'll hear.

You we're friendly and quaint,
No where near a saint,
And after all that transpired,
I wasn't yet sure if I even desired.