CROSSINGS
for samantha
Some have said that you never know
what may happen when one turns a corner in life
maybe dead ends
maybe possibilities,
close your eyes and all is clear or all is mist
risk in the misstep, breathe and be calm,
I look up from my drink and listen
to you share of crossings and journals and darkened days
have I been here before? yes and yes
yes we’ve swam in the dark seas of tears
yes, in some forgotten dream I’ve met you
we’ve smiled.
But here our hours cross, living in an instant of clarity
and interest, introverts with voices
that lend a lense to our history,
how we’ve journeyed and come to these two bar stools tonight
documenting those paths with pen and paper and silence
and sometimes the loneliness of travel
along expansive roads
skies
seas.
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