because,
it has been such a long time
since i took up residence
in the rooms of your being

it was a conversation
that has arrived
some thirty years too late
better late than never…

right now,
they talk of bad weather
yet somehow,
i have to hold it together

turn on the street lights
give this road some meaningful route
give this wayward vehicle some direction

i have read your book
but i never got to the end
the last chapter, as i recall
is where we end up as friends

i never stopped loving you
and you never knew
just because,
i never said it
when we were together

and a new king has arrived
he has staked a claim to my throne
but i have located my identity
and now it has grown

this life –
no maps and no clues
just emotional bits
and then, no glue

i should never have let it go
loving a love
that can never be mine
in love –
but no love this time