We make magic, you and I.
Special moments, static in a smile
Around which we flit
Butterflies-in-like, sipping nectar as we fly
Wings pulse in perfect beat..
We create time within time
Tiny pockets of remember-whens
Breaths held in delight
Pleasured lips, split apart in amused caress
As we welcome memory’s bite..
We see beyond and before we see
Endless possibilities, froze’ in secs-yet-born
Futures in uncertain amber
Hands twined, leaping into chasms as they yawn
Slip betwixt present and yonder
We are forged in ancient fires
Deja vu, in every mirrorred thought
Familiar..yet strange pause
When we remember what we long forgot
Unsurely spun in reality’s gauze…
We are fated.
We are cursed.