darling
there is no way
you are not out there somewhere
in a city
a borough
a village
yet unknown to me.
alone.

I hope you wondering about the idea of
me somewhere
as I pen this note to you
my third eye chances upon you
at the edge of a frozen Geneva lake
next to a stream in Serengeti
around a New York park bench
aboard a trans Siberia train
at a sao paulo concert hall
on a humanitarian mission somewhere
settings worthy of our nearing meeting
I wonder if the thought of a stranger like
me
is as intoxicating as yours is to me
I stopped by to tell you
I left the door slightly ajar
for your eventual arrival
I wait for only you
and my expiry
I know I will see you before that
so
take care of you for me
I will do the same for you
my dear