Summit

You're my perilous peak.

If I let go, there is numb nothing beneath you.

But, scaling the soaring summit - what then?

What new heady height can I hit?

 

You're my devilish distraction;

reminding me to wake in the world unwilling.

But every day is mindless monotony.

You opened my eyes, then you left 

without saying how to close them.

 

You're my dear dream.

My body feels the awful aches of yours.

But worse when you wander off in the wild.

If you knew I wanted to find you, would you come back?