My Exit

a poem by thenorm

As the road winds
Late at night,
Little traffic
Or confusion
I think of a time
Perhaps a year ago.

The first time
On this stretch
Of highway
My heart leapt for joy
My eyes danced with delight.

'My exit,' I thought,
'Only moments away.'

Zipping by Maitland,
To where I belonged,
My voice betrayed me not
As I called to you
'I'm here,
Which way do I turn?'

Sleepily, you answered,
And guided me home.

For the first time.

For now.

Forever, my love.

Sleepily, you answered,
And guided me home.