an ode to some clocks and your lips

I am sure that we have met

In many lifetimes before this.

Ones where we grow up holding hands,

Sharing markers, hometown neighbors.

Ones where we cross paths for seconds

In the grocery store, on the bus ride home.

Ones where we give it our all,

Fall apart and walk away.

And ones where we collide at just the right time, 

Where our hands meet in the right place, 

Where looking in your eyes brings me to my knees,

Saying your name leaves my lips like a prayer.

Where the pieces of us drift together, slowly.

And when we come together,

It all starts to make sense. 

We have touched in many universes, 

Across many decades.

We have stretched our arms out

And found each other in every life.

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful lines. Really enjoyed your poem.

[Pete]

sounds like a match made in heaven. nicely done ... :)