Beginnings

I keep looking back to that day, that moment. Then when the eyes meet and the heart collides with another heart. Who knows if your heart skipped a beat, who cares, but I wonder. I wonder about the how, the when and the why.

With the air blowing like it did, and the dreams flowing like the way they do, it was inevitable. Impossible, improbable, inevitable.

You come near, and nearer. You look me in the eyes, you look lovingly deep within, calling out to my soul.

With the air blowing like it did, and the dreams flowing like the way they do, it was inevitable.

Can we start over?
I am going back to the start.

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