Roads' End
Indescribable joy in your being
Saudade - a Portuguese word that does not translate
Skylight in the sand, glimmers bouncing off the waves
Not the Algerian sea sun and sand of Camus
To be sure
A northern equivalent
A bitter cold bite of air and frigid water lapping at the shores
Unstoppable sunset
Reflections in the sand
My orange my blue
So I play the Pogues' “Lorelei”
On auto-repeat in my head
I remember
You more vividly than I do my own face
I have known no other like you and
For the first time know
That love can exist no matter what
Just as
Sky
Sea
Sand
Burning orange fire
Exist
Roads may end
Paths go on
I will see you
Be with you
Love you
As long as there is breath
And beyond
Let's walk.
