he is a wander, a traveler
never here nor there
comes whenever he likes
cold, mysterious and lives in my dreams
no one knows, alien from another era
strange and dark and that's fine by me
his look and attire is peculiar
my lover is eternal
he is a wander, a traveler
never here nor there
comes whenever he likes
he thinks I'm the one that's an illusion
but I assure him I'm real
he thinks he's going mad
I find it funny because
I'm here thinking the same
is he a ghost? is he lost?
no, because he is a wander, a traveler
never here nor there
he leaves and no one knows where or when
I wonder if he'll bring a souvenir
each time he gets a little older
one day I know he won't return
each visit maybe his last
but these moments I'm with him
are the ones I cherish
they will last as long as my breath
for my love is eternal
though my lover may not be
-Mani C. Price
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