Wishful Thoughts

Perhaps I will meet someone, someday,
who will not go, nor ask to stay.
Free to change like breezes in May,
space to grow; equals in every way.

My needs and passions he'll instinctively know
Desirous and companions in body, mind and soul
He will not mind, nor will I to follow .....
Ha! I am sure to meet him tomorrow!



For Robert M.