Poems

Knowing You

Well,

I met you at the kid camp,

Soft glances, half smiles and a bon nuit,

On my way to the exit ramp.

We took a drink,

Projecting a smile and a kiss

On a moon tiled sea.

I opened a window of a past life,

You were there with me.

Deconstructing constructions of the mind,

Two universes in tandem,

We slowly orbited with a kiss.

Your chariot awaits.

Will I see you again?

Or in the next life…

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