Nomadic Lovers

there are lovers for a night  
lovers for a season    
lovers of convenience      
love that goes against reason    
     
lovers that choose society's path      
walk down the aisle into the groove      
that eventually becomes a rut    
     
love that starts at point A    
traveling to matrimony    
or perhaps two clandestine lovers taking a detour into adultery    
     
then every great once in awhile      
there is a love with no destination    
     
lovers of the moment    
not of a lifetime    
nor a decade    
not even of an evening    
     
they make love to every second    
     
1 by 1    
     
1 Miss.i.ssip.pi    
2 Miss.i.ssip.pi    
 b    
     e    
         c    
             o    
                 m    
                      e    
                         s    
                       you.in.side.me    
                       you.in.side.me    
     
they camp out in every conversation    
and hike each other's thoughts    
     
love that says just be with me in this moment    
no commitment      
no expectation    
no restraint    
     
not knowing how long the journey will be    
just a sentence, maybe an email or possibly a text    
perhaps an hour on the phone    
or more if there's sex    
     
no worries about tomorrow      
just right here, right now    
and nothing more    
no talk of yesterday    
because we weren't keeping score    
     
the lovers are nomadic    
hunters of pure passion      
gatherers of lovers in kind      
     
Contrary to public opinion, this thing is not pretend...it is indescribable and uncontainable!    
     
I don't give a fuck if it's a sin!