low
i have long since
wondered
what i felt to
be in love
rising so early
it was barely a new
day
endless stretches
of barren road
lay ahead to test my patience
the steering wheel
as a fretboard
i busied my mind with your song
arrival at last
consuming you still were
the air coated my
parched lungs
all in sight was in soft focus
everything of brown
and grey
a palette no longer of the
vibrant
summer sun
water churned
colored as the earth
upheaving filth visitors left
behind
a cleansing motion
turning over and so again
this is an affair
too great
rewarded with the solitude
so few desire to relish
heavy air keeping low
a moment to hold so
close
