To Be My End

When she smiles on the highway driving with me to some small and nameless town, I forget all my unhappiness and fear and the midnight haunted thoughts that arrive when my eyes are closed. But have you ever been so disturbed by a dream in the cold and wintry night that you wept in a dark and lonely place beside an extinguished candle and moonless window? I'm really too old to fall in love and become shaken by a woman's presence after she has left the room. I must be paying for accumulated sins or a kindness I forgot to show; I'm certain I want this lady to be my end regardless of whatever direction this obsession goes. 2: 05AM 1-24-2017