I always said i would go back
To places I have been, and made a connection
To places that touched me, and called me by name
I said I would go back, revisit the past, to live my present

I am coming to see you, the man I have never visited before
To a place I have never visited before, a place I want to call my home
The home with roots not yet grown, but for this friendship
I am coming to see you, the man I have never kissed

To kiss again, to see again, because
I have been with you before, in woods on water on lonely roads
I have been with you exploring countries, and places in hearts only open
To travelers like us

You are my Adare, a safe place to rest and love, and forgive
Rocky Mountains, where I was at home, more at home with the wild
You are my New England of old, my first journey alone that brought me to you
Beloved Man, my place is with you, where ever that is

This is a simple writing because, this love is not complicated
Finding this man who is my heart's resting place, found simply
I am going back to a man I had promised decades ago, my Irish Adare
My comforting red sweater, my Christopher

Not a simple writing, a beautiful declaration of love....I wish you happiness....

Leigh,
you are a beautiful person.