...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. |