I wish we could meet in person
sense a smile as warm as the recognition
that no longer renders us strangers
share an embrace brimming with benevolence so breathless
clarify the floaters drifting between us
floaters that may be misty with question marks and misconceptions

I sail the ebb and flow of the river
wishing it's undercurrents as undulating and unpredictable
as the the forceful winds of will and wonder
that would lead me straight to you
but whatever waters my will may wonder upon
I find myself no closer to you than my compass once confirmed

What am I now to trust but my own intuitions
my captain's log
compasses that point from within a heart of hearts
while I seek out your lighthouse
and you sweep the river's surface with your gleam and glow
seeking a captain who floats with a fickle compass

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