Zooming overhead, gliding on a thermal
From up there, you can see everywhere
Places stored inside your unfathomed history
And destinations only reachable by prayer
Visits long forgotten to distant memory
But I’ll always recognize that face
And still wonder what clue I missed
When you vanished without a trace
I have trekked many endless streets
A million times circling the Milky Way
Seeing every smile but none registered
The one and preferred did not stay
Time is a Novocaine to the senses
A powerful nerve block around the heart
Love fades in the late afternoon sun
Like my vision on the eye doctor’s chart
Places imagined but never visited
Roads taken thought not yet built
In the mind’s eye a picture show
A collage of visuals forming a quilt
Fragments of adventures, threads to pull
Just a tangle of worn-out souvenirs
Held tightly in my well-traveled hands
I’ll knit new memories for many years
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