CUL-DE-SAC

The place between us is a mountain.

It’s cold air that makes me shudder

After rain has soaked my clothes to the skin.

It’s a warm wind that is full of dreams

That are beautiful but are so far from my reach.

I think about you so much I sometimes wonder

If you might be a dream and then I remember

Something you said and that yes,

You are real and you come with a sting and a

Tenderness that can only be called by your name.

And the place between us is a road I have to take

Through our doubts and our differences that can only

Be traveled with love, and a hope for something I can’t yet see.

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