I don’t think I have ever understood you;
not on any real level, anyway.
We have lived and shared and known
so much of each other,
but I don’t think I know
the secrets of your heart.
Perhaps this is my shortcoming.
I have not been driven and intrepid
enough to bare the unexplored
and unnavigable parts of you
to reveal the hidden cities
clutched closest to your soul.
I am certain that I have not,
at least in some time,
donned my battle dress
and stormed the walls of you;
using guile and strategy
to bring them down,
so that I might storm your inner keep
and plunder your exquisite treasures.
It is my fault,
for not drawing you out;
coaxing you from the comfort
of the life we have created
into the dark and chilling night.
For not showing you the beauty of the unknown,
for not inspiring your curiosity
and wonder at the strange
and the unfamiliar.
Yes,
it is surely my neglect,
that has dulled the light in your eyes
and taken the lustre from your smile.
Most assuredly,
it has been my own domestication
that has banished wonder
and excommunicated adventure
from our lives.
Well,
no more.
Going forward,
you will have to expect the unexpected;
for the desire comes quickly.
The tides go out and with them,
we depart.
For this life is not mine,
to spend in suburbs safety;
I am a creature of the far and distant horizon
and you ,
who bonded yourself to me
are my ever-loved companion.
I am sorry,
for the world laid a veil on my eyes
and for a moment,
I thought that I was another creature,
but now I am exorcized,
freed from the confines of convention.
It is time
for us to learn of each other,
in the only way we can;
on the winds of change
and on the journey
of our lives.
HG -2016
