The First Poem I've Written in Two Years:

Away we go,

Even breathing feels alright.

It's clear. It's obvious. Like flight.

It's you.

I see you, hiding in your hands.

Thinking no one understands.

I've stapled the itinerary to 

The insides of your coat.

I've rented us a plane,

And even a boat.

Away we go.

The lights fall off the windows of the car,

Reflections stripped and pulled far.

It's going to be just fine.

Come on, love, and take my arm.

We're in this together, away from harm.

I've stapled the itinerary to

The insides of your coat.

I've rented us a plane,

And even a boat.

And all of my days,

Spent anxiously waiting,

For someone like you.

Someone whose patient,

And ready for this taking.

Away we go, my love, my sea.

Sitting oceanside, right next to me.

It's you.

Come out from hiding.

Because the future will be oh so exciting.

I've stapled the itinerary to

 the insides of your coat.