Four years
Sipping cask wine
Basking in fading light
Celebrating our isolation
After decades of stress
Each day promising
Something new
Spontaneity guiding us
A coin flip for North or South
My darling
You have aged with the grace
Of a balmy night breeze
Remember that December
We had Christmas
In a forest
No tinsel or gifts
Just a river
Just our skin
Travel with me further
To the edge of life
For I will always be
Your companion
And the road will
Always be our home
Until the fuel runs out
