Your True Name Is Calling

by Joanna

I think of you there
On a tiny speck
Of the map
An island
Of different proportions
What do you hope to find there?
Who is your true self?
Do you know even know your name?
The moments pass
Like you are there
On the couch next to me
In the space now filled
By a wall
The indeterminate time
Shall reap our history
Our pasts
And our futures
You alone crawl into my caves
Plucking heartstrings
All along the way
Making waves
In the place
Where my soul touches yours