Somewhere between times our souls touched.
A painter’s brush caressing us delicately;
Desirous Angels praising about our love.
I lost you once, blindly across space
My heart knows no other but yours.
Hands entwine like a sailors knot
We sail across the stars,
Anchoring our thoughts by the moon.
Our essence exposed, lucid emotions
Twist in our very core, I am yours.
This is how it was meant to be,
Written in the stars, before the day
Our spirits embrace itself into existence.
Doubts and pains aside, even after bereavement,
How can I not know my very own soul,
My quiescence staring in face,
Touching me, kissing me, kindly loving me,
Yesterday, today, tomorrow, and forever.