Serendipity.

I don’t know who or why or where we are

I don’t know how we got here,

To this place, of secret solace

Of arms that seek, but do not ask,

Words that do, hands that speak,

Eyes that give away more than they should

With lips finding more answers than we ever could.

 

This place of us,

Of you and I, in equal measure.

Feet that take me far from this ground,

Down to this sky whole,

Then right back, to our sea full of treasures.

 

One step back, taking two steps forward,

We have this all turned around, upside-down,

Don’t we?

 

For nights and days now feel like one,

As do the unmeeting moon and sun.

 

This time, take me.

Take me with you, for I am ready to follow.

 

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