Polykastro, 29th October

Is this a love less urgent?
Freed from time and place
With space to expand,
To explore uncharted directions,
Unplanned diversions, unplotted destinations.

A dreamer and his subject in an unfamiliar home,
Knowing it is ours,
Although only a thousand breaths yet will make that true,
And it is just as easily undone.

House me in your collarbone,
Gaze down in watch,
Embolden me, protect me, hurt me,
Leave me and relieve me.

This is a love less urgent.
Let us never settle but into ourselves,
Resting on each others shoulders,
As we walk until our feet are no longer sore,
And leave no footprints in the sand.