TELL ME

I know you have arrived, slowly, dragging your soul to the corner of mine

Unpretentious and scanty serendipity of “you, yours, and I”.

Tell me again how your spell blended my solitude and yours.

Tell me again where you found the recipe of verse and versed,

To submit my unbreakable domain to your tenderness.

Tell me again, who thought of us before us and after us?

Who played the cards that brought together our stories?

And who planted the seeds that lent our land to the undreamable?

I know you have arrived because I feel the cadence of the breeze

The smooth brush of wings seemingly smiling at your touch

Tell me again where you found the roots of our roots

The mute sound of our voices now choiring in the rain

Tell me again where was I and you and all our time

Where was the air that now we breath to fill our hearts?

And that impeccable precision of the lost and found land?

Tell me once again and only once

If we were “US” why did you wait?