you try to light a fire
and I check to make sure
the conservation officers aren’t onto us
even though we’re 46 kms from anywhere
the walk begins
lake superior waves crash against the shore
I look out seeing nothing
but the horizon
an ocean of the north
the climb begins
and there’s a thick rope to help us
the rocks are slippery
but I have my fleece
and you have your flashlight
our friendship begins
appearing on a walk with strangers
coalescing out of thin air
and as the fire begins
I finally sit down
and tell you
what has been in my heart
all along.
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