I Journey Back
I do travel toward that other time,
when they were your eyes,
only the same look, the beauty,
the grace that my mind would cherish.
I do return to hear your voice,
to see peace in the result of love,
and I listen, I love to listen to memory,
when then I could touch your skin,
as the world became a less harsh place,
I might hold you in my arms, I might
love you for the moment because the grace
you provided me would never wane.
I could believe I might hold onto you forever,
yet one day,
we did have that conversation and you revealed
the truth behind our lonely spots, those places
we never want to let go of, I could never figure it out.
Why not just be done with something that caused
I couldn’t ever find a way to let you tell me how.