Love letter # 379
For I have walked the line between light and dark, and dwelled in the house without name. This I did for the love of you.
Though I have wandered far from home, and sailed without the promise of harbour, I have journeyed for the succour of your love.
I may thirst and hunger still, and shiver in a blackness that stretches beyond night, yet I am upheld by the breath of your name.
You may live at the furthest reaches of desire, and I may be in the exile of distance, yet there is no desert not crossed by the vaulting of light.
I look through the clouds, see beyond the intervening hills, gaze across the sea; and though in one moment I am blind, in the next I see nought but you.