A jump start.
Or was it heads first?
Either way I found myself talking to flowers!
Yeah, how high?!
I, couldn't look away!
A past life recurrence in just a matter of hours.
Empty buildings.
Full insights.
In the glow of the moon.
Not seeing the end was a shape of a spoon.
I can't remember that walk home.
Was it cold?
Was I tired?
Pure chance we even met, my life was inspired!
The soul is deep and the mind ever deeper.
Free spirits we are, but always a 'keeper'.
Like A true treasure kept or the powers of a hero.
I'll think of you always ....
you're my one.
My zero.