By Morning

by morning I’ll be gone
the highway will welcome me
to her warmth
let her arms lay down their guides
let her lead me into the sun

I will go softly
I do not disturb
this rhythm
this city
this history
I leave it behind love
will you be here when I return
if I if I
if I see you on the street
will you recognize me
will I recognize you
the features of your body
my body?

your hip-sway walk
my wandering eyes
your beat that injects my arms
old lover
new friend
past life
will you recognize my smell
rolled through passing towns
like sticky sweet hands?
my new words
my new eyes
my ever-changing skin?