Truth be told, if I was old
and we didn't know each other
would the things that lived
inside me once
stay with me forever?
Would I see your eyes in
someone else,
would I feel it in my soul?
An intersection of two stars aligned
would I know it in my bones?
I never truly felt your weight
and though we never met,
will I carry your heart
and know your face?
Will I somehow not forget?
Will the universe between
my hand and womb
unfold within my dreams?
Will your smile, your cry
your shadow feet, move through me
like streams?
And though I never knew your laugh
I hear it all the time.
For maybe one day our paths will cross
and I'll remember when you were mine.
(sending love to anyone experiencing this right now).
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