Love's Wanderer

From birth to death He walks the journey to its end Seeking reasons Why the heart must love Body fall to death’s cold destruction. As a child he had no fears Never considering the journey’s end Thinking himself immortal Running free chasing the wind Learning to become a man. Finding ecstasy of sex No longer innocent Addicted to orgasmic pleasure With lover after lover Memories thrilling the mind. In old age he travels on Frail, stepping ever slower Mind clear as crystal Alone, full of remorse For bad choices made. Love, he knows now Has to be free as the wind And from his many lovers Only one still delights the heart Making him weep for yesterday.