daring desire

Half of the things I hear
Aren’t quite true
Half of the things I see
Vanish before I blink
No other half to explain,
It seems hard to believe
the whole I’m looking for is
you

You. Out of the many I look for, priority falls for you. Head over heels- I fall in past pretenses, dangerous encounters, fumbling like tumbleweed over hills, over lands over lands – looking for you.
You’re already the voice inside my head, challenging to keep going , keep tripping on my way to you. My heart is set, over yonder in the horizon. My heart’s beating drums are set on you. It has to be true.