Dallas

I am on a plane
Flying over rugged mountains
Half asleep from early morning rushing
Smiling at my elderly seat counterpart
Counting the hours
Until I reach Dallas

And still, you find me here.

The smile that I can't fit into
Words on a page
The delicate words
That tore me apart
The peaceful goodbye-
Painfully quiet

I am still aching in places unknown.

I thought I could escape you
With carefully packed luggage
Boarding pass?
Check.
Carry-on?
Check.

I've carried you with me
Seventy two days now
My heart, unthinking, continues to whisper:
hold me in your thoughts
love
in a secret embrace

Somehow,
Someday
I'll let you go.