The joy of feeling, at last, joy
through a life’s work regained,
was shining in my eyes.
You touched them with your gaze,
warming in ancient remembrance.
I gently turned to leave alone
to spare the cost I would not pay,
But you were braver than you knew
and chased me when I tried escape
And heated me with honesty;
that I would give you more of life
than ever I might take away.
So simply was I undermined
my solitude revealed as fraud,
my trust returned in taunting lines,
that ran as tears along my face.
Despite the fact that you have fled
Across the land unto its end
When all you sought was granted you
And proved more than you expected.
I keep the gift you left with me
I need not ever choose between
the beauty of your company
And being true and truly me.
So lover let me call you friend.