The Man That Time Begat

 

You were the boy of my dreams long idealized 

formed whole in the recesses of my deep 

subconscious, suddenly appearing before me 

the childhood companion yearned after. No

mere figment of a feverishly longing imagination 

but a living partner in the promise of a shared

life. Together we explored the outer reaches of  

the beckoning horizons of chance and fortune

while the pedestrian gently intruded and we 

made of them binary promises facing tomorrow. 

The tomorrows duly arrived and they left us

in the firm presence of succeeding days, each 

suffused with love and care, melding us within 

a unitary sum of our parts; body and soul. The 

journey has been long yet fleeting leaving us 

forever young, the boy in the visage of the man 

the woman cleaving to the man that time begat.