I strolled into a comedy, a romance,
A midnight mind fog, in a twilight trance.
I thought I heard a sad ending unfold
in my opening line. And then
a sunburst over the horizon.
And the frons turned their faces.
I muttered an apology
For an unpreventable distraction, and
In an ordinary moment of radical transparency,
I said it. “I’m sorry, you’re distracting me.”
And we smiled at the flattery.
Everything aligned to create
Another impossibility.
We listened to the ocean in a shell,
To it’s arriving waves, rolling gently
Onto quiet shores.
This is us as we were meant to be.
We watched the tides pull away,
Taking us way back,
Way back. Into the future,
When we knew each other
In unknowable ways.
Had this never been explained to us?
We never thought to ask.
Way back, way back, into the future
Where we’ll share each other’s past.
