...for the one treading the railroad tracks with me, it seems parallel lines do meet, if we just walk long enough.
You sat with me
under the sky-clad heaven
and I asked
if stars can be reincarnated You laughed at my curiosity
and we blamed the world
for not knowing the answer:
I laughed and
found you
laughing with me.
I longed
to sit beside you behind the moon and find out how long its shadow is
a little longer,
in some places , perhaps.
But I know we could do without such questions.
I think I've had
a little too much
to drink.
And now stripped of certainty, I am a child again who grew up to fast
finding myself dizzy,
with slurred heart-confessions:
I laughed and
found you
laughing with me.
Behind the smoke
you exhaled and
the soul I inhaled,
we kissed,
tracing the beginning of each contact and I wonder whether my lips meant something more.
You wake me
from dreams
of chasing equal signs making me realize that reality is of two wholes in a plane of acceptance.
My heart beats fast
to find yours
in the same incongruent sync:
I laughed and
found you
laughing with me.
I search with lips,
with tongue for
answers that might be
found under a blanket of skin,
on a bed of grass,
in a perfect equation.
Morning streaks through the leaves
delivering a new-born star
making darkness irrelevant because after all,
I laughed
and
found
You. |
