And she wonders,
Is she still visible to him
Is she in his sight
Do his eyes catch her
Does it catch his breath

Is her house of poetry
marked on his map
with a waving white flag
The place to go
The place to ride to
on his horse
Is it his focus on the horizon
Marked as destination home?

Or is she just a fairy woman
that flies in his dreams
From a land far away
Is she a queen
in a tale,
Her house of poetry
a castle in the clouds
almost too good
to be true?

She wonders,
does he miss her
like she misses him
Not only in words,
in songs, in stories, in poetry
but for the very real?


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