Travel

Loving you, flesh to flesh, I often thought
Of travelling penniless to some mud throne
Where a master might instruct me how to plot
My life away from pain, to love alone
In the bruiseless embrace of stone and lake

Lost in the fields of your
Hair I was never lost
Enough to lose a way I had to take
Breathless beside your body I
Could not exhaust
The will that forbid me contract, vow
Or promise, and often while you slept
I looked in awe beyond your beauty

Now I know why many men have stopped and wept
Half-way between the loves they
Leave and seek
And wondered if travel leads them anywhere -
Horizons keep the soft line of your cheek
The windy sky's a locket for your hair

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