Her

She is more breath taking than buffalo in a herd 

she's impossibly described in one word.

there is more to her than what occurs.

I'm sure there are many out there, like me, that long to be hers.

How would one get her to stay?

How does one take her breath away?

The answer to those questions are currently grey.

However, the current is all that we have.

it is the here and now in wholes and halves.

it is our recent paths.

Our most present trail

and it is for her that I will wait into the distant future in the snow, sleet and hail.