The road between us
The road between us.
The start is made from well-laid stone
Familiar in the comfort zone,
lovingly constructed
well-rounded
lined with friendly houses
and warm welcoming
of the soul
It stretches out through common ground
between the slopes it curves around
and is paved with
good intentions
between gentle hills
along valleys of
Understanding
The horizon is a place of hope
Where I see you through my telescope
of writing
and talking
across the distance
that divides us
from each other
In the words of a poet godess
"We find each other through our bodies"
Words are
the longest distance
between us
And that road
is never ending
The road of time has many forks
a braided river mouth, which talks
of other ways
and maybe lands
and roadworks
and quicksands
Which are slow
But reaching out and touching
And trusting 'till we're clutching
we stretch across
and join our hands
across the lush
and fertile lands
Inside
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