True North.
You are my True North, like a compass.
No matter where I am my needle points your way, even when I am lost
But being lost is no excuse for not looking North.
When I think about you, my mind is at peace
And if I were to travel again, I'd wonder where you were and what you were doing.
Were you thinking of me?
You are the lady over the horizon, the mysterious 'she' I searched for,
The 'her' for whom once seen, I would spend my days in quest.
You will always be my Point North.
Somewhere over the edge of the world, just out of view,
While I lay on far beaches pondering my direction, you were out there
Living your life.
On my travels I was drawn closer and closer, ever seeking,
but never finding myself nearer, and never able to rest
Could you feel it?
You are the promise on the horizon that turns into blue sky
When the sun rises and the waves are too loud to ignore any longer in sleep.
So I awake.
I clear my eyes in salty air, and see the outlines of the hills around me,
That form the shape of your hips and thighs against the early morning sky
Where are you?
The coastline travels with me as I make my way slowly South,
Looking for you, journeying further into this tropical unknown
Another world.
Disappearing deeper into the Mediterranean hue I go,
To be lost completely among Latin smiles, blue waves and golden beaches
So far away.
But now not so lost at all, knowing with all my heart and spirit as I venture,
That she, from my dreams, is somewhere out there
And she is loved.
No matter how far I roam or where I will be,
I walk with you, dream with you, sing with you, and breathe,
Knowing you are with me
My heart, my True North.
Sam Pilgrim ©2023.
You are my True North, like a compass.
No matter where I am my needle points your way, even when I am lost
But being lost is no excuse for not looking North.
When I think about you, my mind is at peace
And if I were to travel again, I'd wonder where you were and what you were doing.
Were you thinking of me?
You are the lady over the horizon, the mysterious 'she' I searched for,
The 'her' for whom once seen, I would spend my days in quest.
You will always be my Point North.
Somewhere over the edge of the world, just out of view,
While I lay on far beaches pondering my direction, you were out there
Living your life.
On my travels I was drawn closer and closer, ever seeking,
but never finding myself nearer, and never able to rest
Could you feel it?
You are the promise on the horizon that turns into blue sky
When the sun rises and the waves are too loud to ignore any longer in sleep.
So I awake.
I clear my eyes in salty air, and see the outlines of the hills around me,
That form the shape of your hips and thighs against the early morning sky
Where are you?
The coastline travels with me as I make my way slowly South,
Looking for you, journeying further into this tropical unknown
Another world.
Disappearing deeper into the Mediterranean hue I go,
To be lost completely among Latin smiles, blue waves and golden beaches
So far away.
But now not so lost at all, knowing with all my heart and spirit as I venture,
That she, from my dreams, is somewhere out there
And she is loved.
No matter how far I roam or where I will be,
I walk with you, dream with you, sing with you, and breathe,
Knowing you are with me
My heart, my True North.
Sam Pilgrim ©2023.
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