File under old lover

How long has it been since you ran from me
is it forty years or more
since I haven't seen you,
but dreamed of your face
every night
For you were my love of
chemical persuasion,
in youth.

If I were to find you again,
smiling with that shyness in love
what of that, hey

we could

tell each other where we've been.

or

Perhaps I have been arriving all my life,
but only just in time to say goodbye.

And if I choose to never abandon
my position of discontent,
never leave the security
of my fortifications

then,

There's no reason for me to make a fool of myself
unless I show up on your doorstep
full of need.