Complementarity Pt. 13 (the end)

I just realized that I didn't post the end to my magniloquent beast of a poem, so here it is, the final piece of Complementarity. Comment, let me know what you think:

As I sit under the burning kerosene star

                Of my inspiring voice

Your face begins to be transfixed

Your slender hand, limply like a grain of wheat

Is moved by some unseen spirit

A touch then!

An inciting of the asphodel to blooming!

A word escapes you...!

I have gone ahead to light the torches West

I have lit out for the frontier which we have set no thought on.

For you the day has begun anew;

For you the river has opened itself.

The greed of the first mile from town lights upon you

Here is a diner by the side of the road

I will stop for a moment, have a burger, cross the street

Reserve a room, lay my hat on the chair,

Lengthen my skeleton and sinews upon the bed

And be patient until I hear you ambling into town.