Tarot

Did I leave in time for the words to rhyme,
For her heart to wait ever longing?
I am not the one, neither just for one.
I am made of hopes left unfulfilled.
I walk forever
'Til my road winds up into the sky.
Never needed to learn how to fly.
I walk forever.
'Til my left is hazed into the right.
Getting lost in the shadows of white.
Drawing breath somewhere from the strands of her hair.
I am shaken by the pain of freedom.
When the nights grow still, she will climb this hill.
Silence only on the road beyond.
I walk forever