Some presume

because I am nomadic

that I’ve always been.

Some think I am a congenital vagabond

and therefore suspect;

a bohemian;

incapable of relationship.

Some don’t know what bohemian really is.

They use the word like a ticket;

as if it is a credential for a backstage pass.

They have no idea.

Even if they are alone,

they sleep on the same side of the bed every night,

and never go anywhere.

Nonconformist  

is more than a word.

Free spirited

unconventional

maverick

iconoclast

radical

writer.

Relationships are everything to me.

Commitment is everything to me.

Friendship is everything to me.

Love is everything

to me.

I know intimately,

because I’ve held it’s delicacy in my hands

and felt it’s breath upon me.