THE MEET

The lushy green grass invited me
the bees sang the lullaby
the moon showed its valor
and he walked shedding light

I couldnt have chosen a better spot
and you could've held my hand
but i chose the extreme
and walked out of this dream.

I had to be here
with the anxiety to see you
this world couldn't lead me
Nor could i hold your hand

The warmth in your touch
the love in your heart
the strength in your hold
i could feel it in your eyes

I know you felt the same
with memories of the past
you could be yourself though
within the bounded time

Yet we could meet
with my thoughts forsaken me
i could see the future
what i have in you

:)