To Find You.


Farther than the
infinite bounds
Of our universe,
a plea, a grasp.
A walk through
the land between
You and I.
I feel parched
Here, the sun
has squeezes out
From me the
nectar of courage.
I retreat, head
cast down, and
In the glint of sand
so soft and fluid,
An invitation: stay.
But I’ve been here
So long. The story
is old. I want to
Shake it off now,
leave its formidable
Shell here to dry
in the mid-morning
Heat. The mirage,
too, tempts me with
Her guileless beauty,
for having what I
Could never claim
for myself.
I do want the very
edges of our known
Worlds. Don’t we all?
Where have I been
looking? You have
been seeing me this
whole time. I am
coming to find you. – TS