to meet again
under sunnier skies
and the wind billowing through our clothes.
to meet again
in a crowd of strangers
two strangers, yet strangers no more.
to meet again
under a yellow umbrella
even as all we feel comes pouring down.
to meet again
on some seashore, again,
and hear our voices echoed in the waves.
to meet again
beneath the tree around the bend
amidst rustling leaves and light and shade.
to meet again
beneath morpheus’s veil
and in blissful ignorance walk together.
to meet again
when things make sense no more
and laugh all our fears away into the night.
you, whom i’ve
never known
never seen
yet felt
somewhere deep within.
tell me, honestly…
at what speed must i live,
to be able to see you again?
to meet again
