Traveler

Poppies by Alexandra Sophie via FlickrYou’re a distant traveler
With companions by your side
To coffee shops and bar room hops
In search for the mystified.

Where strangers become lovers
Where loneliness collides
By the holy and the guilty
Singing songs of the great divine.

With a smile you lure the ladies
Toss your hair back with one verse
A signal for the timid
A blessing for the cursed.

Your hands are running water
On the feathers of a dove
A forbidden fruit upon a tree
To gaze at from above.

Your heart is like a river
Winding in and out of stones
Your fingers on the trigger
As the world brings the unknown.

For me, oh, I’m just passing by
Collecting flowers for my hair
I rest under the shaded tree
And I smile to know you’re there.

It’s strange that you should notice
As you travel far and wide
And battle with your heart each day
In search for the mystified.

© Linda Moon