If we had worked out,
I wouldn’t be driving these country roads
Alone
Marveling at the droplets on my windshield
Drinking in the rolling hills
Alive with rich soil and industrious earthworms and decorated with sleepy herds
I wouldn’t be alone
and know who I am
Facing the next country with eyes ready to drink in the rising cliffs and iris waters
If we had worked out,
I would have had sparkling eyes for you
Only
Considering all the ways I could make you happy
Listening and twisting
Hoping I would be enough
It would have been good
You would have heard this poem first
Instead my heart drinks in the whole world
Hoping to see enough and feel enough
To say adieu