Why do we meet? There is nothing we know.
When will we meet? There is no time when we knew.
Where were you, how did you live?
The stories of two under far-away skies.
The warp is you, the weft is me.
The cloth woven from these threads may one day heal someone's wound.
I see your face in your words.
Teardropโs circles blurring a letter.
Loneliness was cloaked by the daily grind.
And yet,
I always be a kid in front of you.
Love is medicine.
Laugh lines on a crybaby cheeks.
The rain has stopped.
Love is medicine,
Sunlight shining on a cat caught in the rain,
Flowing warmth.
Until the day comes when I can say thank you that isnโt monologue.
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