Transport me...

jumbled words were spoken

from unfamiliar tongues

tied with the devotion of lies

told in midnight hotel moments

before daylight and taxi departures

And we departed...

long haul flights were taken

though we were sure we had grown the wings

silver eagles fine and touching the edge of sky

until the tangles of the ground below grew smaller

and the almost plastic stewardess said "Peanuts?"

How could I have imagined it?

I couldn't have

though I tried constantly during motionless minutes

on snaking customs lines and in the

pulse of the public restroom's flickering light

and there I saw Italy forming in the shape of a tile

wistfully wandering beneath a sun the color of bees

And then it happened...

We were there

Three strange explorers on a far-flung beach

and you

following along

knowing the way the waves echoed in romantic hearts

a burden later when carried to the doldrums of home

Ah, but then the breeze...

I could still smell its freshness on the white soft of my dress

oh, how it laughed the carefree laugh of children

happily stained by the grit of wet sands

so much bliss that

it teased me my lack of courage

to stay

a runaway from a life

where home got its name