Parallel
Two lines running parallelsoon cross, part again,
loop around in space.
Finally, today, they run side by side
one more time.
I ask you to remember
The sky. Atlas.
You've held me up for years.
You captivate me -- in my darkest moments,
I always have you to remember,
to contemplate.
I treasure you
perhaps more than you will ever know.
You run parallel to me always,
through space and time,
bending and winding through
the upsets of love, the pain of heartache,
Through the overwhelming warmth
of knowing that someone truly cares.
You've always been here,
and I will not let go again.
September 2006