Trails

What does a thought look like
A feeling or emotion
When your mind follows that same worn trail
From a place in your head
Through the veins in your chest
Through a breath
A shudder a shiver
As you remember
That one that never left
Your heart
Somewhere in your cells
Or your soul
Love resides and hides
So deep
You sleep
And dream of him again again
Wake and wonder why
Your mind must travel that trail
Again and again
There’s that face once more
Those eyes imprinted
In a way none others could
And what would anyone see
If they looked in the depth of me
And saw the well worn trails of thought
When I hear a song
Or your name
I turn my head
Every time
Again and again,
The pattern within
Is it love
Or just a habit
To think of him.

Charity