Interstate 5

This road knows me...

as I stare in past dreams,

driving pass recollections

obscured in view the once bare hills….

resembling your face,

I am smiling solemn and  

welcomed

 swept back in deep sighs

of all the been-throughs

chafed on mind...

I had hoped for

happiness to

be with you

even though I never was

Secrets still hushed

in swells of yearn

I had always

carried pictures of you

laughing

Wind freshed upon my face

the sun streams down

tangerine air

as we engage

our give and take

honesty from years

of wayward silences....

quiet words dispense

embrace-less

Our stories long,

wind and tread beaten

as memory bruised

pain brushed and rough

This road

knows me..

again,

and

There is enough time

on this drive down I-5

down far pass my minds regrets

I've come to

rediscover a piece of

soul left here

alone

now saved..

here in breaths

of February air

I have come home

returned

I am returned back

To me