Dreaming in the distance

I invited myself in.
I was not asked,
and, unsure of my right to stay,
I slipped into the crowds on your well-peopled perimeter,
hoping at least to rest there
unnoticed at the safe edge of your love.

But I have seen the mountains in your eyes,
immense and unknown,
dreaming in the distance.
And I shall take your hand
and whispering, say,
"If we slip quietly
  into our travelling shoes
  we can be there by sunset."



Nov 89
For a friend.