I went there.
And, I won’t be coming back.
My compass is broken
So I toss it atop the stack of impotent directional vanes
that have stranded me all the way
I will follow the lead of the wind
Live beyond the fray.
Shall we go? Just you and I?
Where no one will know to find us.
Surrounded by the world,
the intensity of your gaze silently captivates
stealing me away from everything without a single step
Your eyes say everything I could never discuss;
Coaxing me like opium
The surrender, addiction sickness
fear of the withdrawal as much as the fix
like any drug may dispossess demanding nothing less than blind trust.