Trying to Find You Out There

Poetry

lay down the map to your heart, fine and true,

all the criss-cross lines of who you are deep;

I’ll traverse the ocean just to be near,

searching for your keen, lone destination.

your travels took you far, beyond my sphere,

every city like a ghost in neon,

each light a beacon in your vast darkness

where you didn’t want me to see a thing.

you’re the golden treasure, X marks the spot,

yet no compass can bring us to embrace.

east, west, north, south, on the winds I fly high —

all to reach the place where you hid away.

I’m not waiting on signs any longer,

yet I still long to see your smiling face.

find me, you shouldn’t have said that last day

because I’ll go to the ends of the earth

just for you.

Originally published at https://vocal.media.