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a road less traveled

a road less traveled

I carry with me now

every breathless thought

that carried me to you a year ago

each of them as full of life and energy

as they were on the day we first kissed

they propel me

by will alone

down a patient road to a frozen field

warmed by the thought of you




  1. Yes, it is all about love and I can’t wait till you write and say you have a warm, clean room to go back to when your shift is over. I’m always surprised when winter finds the continental US before this sand and silt bar I call home.

    • No work yet and I am staying in the camper which is turning out pretty nice considering I’ve put almost nothing into it. I’ll catch everyone up on that soon.

      As always it is love that carries me through.

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