The blurred road a head is foggy
ourselves still unknown.
We yearn to feel and fear
each other's past journey.

Ride with me through the night's cool dark air.
Straddling the bluff line road high above the coast.
We ride it with speed and a deliberate abandon of care.
Perched forward and fast, staying tuned to our future's unknown ghosts.

To fear and hold.
To feel and pain.
To brace then release.
To trust then move.
Then simply behold
all that is atoned.