Lost in Wanderlust

[CRNDLSM]

Remind me of the sea that kisses the coast of Algiers,
Where the tides are soft and the winds all but fierce.
In that country past the strait of Gibraltar,
where the trip to Casablanca didn’t halt her. I like the rhymes here, intriguing ambiguous opening

Taking that plane past the eye of the Mediterranean Sea,
to the cheek of the Atlas Mountains in Jbel Ayachi.
Tell me again, what you called the world’s left brow,
I believe it was either Kiev, or the city of Moscow.again, really digging these rhymes and worldly tone, even though I can't quite picture any of these places, I like the map

You journeyed on to the scarred eye of the Aral Sea,
where only sand was left to remind you of former glory.
Greeted eastward by the buildings of Ashgabat,
which had a shade of white quite akin to that Masqat.same as above, but I'm not bored because I love travel

There in Rome, where we visited the Sistine,
telling me you would soon be leaving for Argentine.
Abruptly you went from the Chilean hills of Santiago,
to the concrete spires of New York and Chicago. Change in tone I've no idea the relevance of all these places to you

Was it there that you heard an oriental song?
A melody you chased all the way to Hong Kong?
Though I might’ve confused myself with Singapore.
I’m quite certain it was either that, or Kuala Lumpur. Closer, this reminds me of the first animaniacs cartoon and the song of all the countries.

Fondly I think of our first kiss in the vineyards of Roubaix,
reminiscing me how strongly I miss your warm embrace.
Making me hope that you’ll snap free of your peregrine, not the falcon,  but the adjective?
for I will patiently wait for you at gates of Berlin. Why wait in Berlin except for rhymes? 

Good rhymes and rhythms , I get wanderlust, but I'm not great with direction, little lost on my way