Quarter of a century have I walked this earth.
Moon, sun, sky, earth, air, have kept me company
in this journey
I wonder how my old life was like, before this lifetime,
Did I meet you?
Does it how a soulmate work?
Did I love you?
So that in this lifetime it feels like hell that I don't have you with me?
Did I touch your hand?
Caressed your back as you fell asleep with head rested on my chest?
(Did I tell you "I love you" enough?
Did you tell me "I love you" enough?)
Was I a Great Lady? the conquest, the one to possess magnificent amount of prowess
The one who stole your heart
The one your heart beats for
Was I her?
Were you the one I exchanged lots of carnal stares with?
to sneak in the darkest of night
to be who we truly were
Were you, who told me to wait for another lifetime,
to again meet,
to again love,
to again find each other.
Were you?
I miss you, half part of my soul.
I can't wait to do everything with you,
All over again.
YOU ARE READING
Life.
PoetryI cope. I endure. I feel. I live. I still am. therefore I write. Another set of less time-dedicated prose and poem book I am working on. 🌷