When I'm On The Road

I look about and see the leaves
Yet another mass exodus is upon me
Chasing teetering Chaines and Arabesques that lilt around my feet
And then off into horizons I cannot follow with eyes soft
And I'm reminded she is still out there
Passing ethereal over a worn stage but leaving no marks
And just over the applause in my chest I can hear her say:
I love you
And I miss you