Eventual Horizon

Eventually the horizon
was covered in mist
when linear meets horizontal
and mystery becomes known
and the unknown continues
to mystify me
pace by pace
the search has slowed

He looked at me
and referred with ambiguity
to my own once
expressed thoughts
I am forced to guess

Eventually the mist cleared
I spoke of love
once long ago
It must have had an impact
on him
one of concern
but not of warmth
not of connection

This word made the scissors
come out of the drawer
and he cut
me away
and I'm gone....................

Remember love is
a gift old
friend

November 1, 2003

I ask myself have I ever spoken of love in vain...............?