Different Paths

A million voices in vain

Yet, I only hear yours,

You speak my language.

Maybe?!

I don't even exist;

Without you.

Lifetimes….

Perhaps your place is here;

For now or for good.

If on a sleepy morning,

You will be there by my side,

Our journey will come to completion.

When I close my eyes,

I'm starting to believe it.

Visions are almost tangible.

It will happen at some point.

A hug that gently leans over me;

For a short minute.

Immersed.

The eyes.

The meeting.

The world stops within.

I hear your voice,

You're only talking to me now.

I stopped looking,

Something found itself in yourself.

Magic.

Different paths,

Will find each other again.

Not now, not yet.