Sunday, March 8, 2009

Upon Meeting My Match

I have no name for you.
I have no idea where you came from.
I have never seen a smile sparkle like yours.
I have no sense in loving you.

You have no words for me.
You have not seen me staring.
You have no recollection of our meeting.
You have no sense in acknowledging me.

We have not shared our smiles.
We have no more awkward moments left.
We have not stayed in the same world.
We have no sense in embracing the other.

They have not dreamed what we’ve dreamed.
They have no such charm as ours.
They have never seen our Wonder World.
They have no sense to think of us at all.

I am you.
And You may be me too.
We are nothing.
They don’t think about you or I being,

But we might have been.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed reading your poem. It's very touching. I like the rhythym and the feeling that it gives me when I read it. It's beautiful, good job!

~Ray~