Eight thousand miles
of trees, mountains, and sands,
eight thousand miles
of waters and lands.
Of words that are whispered
and prohibited thoughts,
of passions and dreams
and most secretive plots.
Eight thousand miles
of stories and questions
to discover the path
to each other’s obsessions.
How long is the wait
to submerge in the flow
of desire, and answers
we’ve been wanting to know.
The danger of drowning
is not something to fear
’cos afar there’s no danger
to whatever is near.
But once we are walking
side by side in daylight
and the evenings and nights
will bring in more delight.
That’s when the desire
and the answers and questions
will come true like a thunder
despite our best intentions.
Eight thousand miles
seem nothing too far.
In a moment of courage
we will seal a new scar.
And even the darkest
of the improbable nights
will shine with the brightest
of eight thousand lights.One for each mile
that sets us apart
One for each moment
we’ll etch deep in our heart.