Prose – Roots of the Union


– Roots of the Union –

It’s been such a long time since we’ve had
something to plan for the future.
From here to there,
and back again in seconds;
Our past had become a prison.
The shell around us was a tomb,
and now our love has become
the journey of new life.

It wasn’t so random, you and I;
The universe has its ways
of accommodating the movements
of those who seek its rightful course.
You gave me the chance to learn,
to grow and change.
Given our history,
for this smallest of courtesies
I am forever grateful.

I hardly remember what I wanted to become;
But I know where I have been,
and I know now where I am going.
Losing everything that I had built
in the time between seems pale in comparison
to the strength of passion that we have shared.

We were wraiths and drifters;
Whatever hardships that we have suffered,
we are still alive.
We have lived into a future
that we could only dream of,
and the time has come for us to love again.
Keep faith, Dear Heart,
for I desire you this way,
and always.