Set Sail

I find myself now

 at the end of the day,

Exhausted, depleted, longing, desiring affection.

Someone to call,

that person to anchor in with 

for the night
while the tide goes out.

I hope for the day

 that I can roll up my sail, 

And rock rhythmically alongside the riverfront,

Instead of being the seafaring captain

in ambitious pursuit.

I feel tired.

I long for solitude and the holding.

I haven't had it.

I don't know what it's like. 

I've been taunted and teased with the ideal of leaning into someone. 

I fell like I've seen this man in my dreams.

And, then as we looked deeper and peered in together,

we found that this just could not happen

in real life.

And, why not.

Well, maybe next time.

For now, I pulled my anchors up and
Set Sail.