Pilgrimage

Plans bury themselves like roots deep in my bones
Words fragment on my tongue and fingertips
Unwritten
Unsaid
Each slow turn of the wheel
Marking passage to the possible
All my hopes burn like wildfire
Unchecked in a mind enveloped in love
I wait as one who having embarked on a long journey
sees the city of his heart on the horizon
And approaches
Steady
Knowing full well
And with light heart
That arrival means the beginning
Of our journey together

A thought that pulls tears

I wonder sometimes if people get into relationships with me just to be loved for a moment in time. To know that, someone, somewhere will always love them.
I envy them the certainty. The bedrock truth. That if I love, I love forever. Though time, distance and even realities keep us apart.