Land Ho

With the wind
	in my sails
I’ve been riding along
	on cold currents
for some months now.

Through my spotting scope
	these salt-sprayed eyes
might be seeing land – 
	land to anchor to – 
a place to rest from my voyage.

I’m hoping you will be there
	to greet me open-armed
with words of love
	to whisper in my ears – 
telling me that my journey is over.

Were I never set adrift again
	my mind wound not mind,
my heart would be full of loving,
	and my body would ache
wanting to show you pleasure.

Let that be Land
	I see with these wind-weary eyes,
let my journey from you
	be back toward you,
let me never sail from you again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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March 27, 2011 at 5:35 PM
right from the first I tied this to the recent death of Elizabeth Taylor, for obvious reasons that you have indeed given us so skillfully It was your name that gave you away, and I do not even think that you realized you were writing an epitaph for one long gone and in seek of his great lover. Did you? Her photo was buried with him. great writing and inspiration from the beyond, to our dearly beloved Elizabeth joining her first love.
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