endless

you are a collection of maps

all leading back to my center,

trying to level my horizon

with the glint of the sun sparkling in your iris.

your archeology is ancient and keeps the foundation sturdy under my feet.

even if you somehow get me walking the plank,

i wouldn’t know it until i was over your edges

and swimming in your deep-end,

where you would save me from drowning

with the strength of your current.

i could explore caverns and caves,

get lost in your mountain ranges for days

and still feel at home in all of your untamed.

i could lay in your fields of flowers

and seemingly disappear under your petals

or i could stand at the top of a desolate plateau

screaming i love you

as my voice echoes through your valleys.

or i could see the mirages and mazes of desert sand

and wonder how much further this goes.

the answer is there is no end to this,

to us.

we are forever.