Poem: Mystery

The tide is shifting.

The winds are high.

The thought of you laying by my side is the only thing I can see.

The only thing that makes feel alive.

The storm is getting closer, and trees are falling at our feet.

I keep wondering is this the day we learn that love never is a mist.

The only thing I can do is just stare at your mystery.

I wonder what this is.

The mystery that has kept me captivated for many years.

That has now suddenly disappeared slowly.

I no longer wonder about you.

I get to lead with you.

I get to chase with you.

Most importantly I get to love you.

This is the only mystery that is left.

I will never know why.

I am willing to search for the rest of my life if it is with you.

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