I travelled a thousand lifetimes
To your love.
I felt your touch through my memories
Like a dream
I can’t quite describe.
I wonder if I have met you before this now.
I wonder if you feel like home because you were home.
Nostalgia flavors your kiss. You are
A new body with an old soul.
Your history seeps out your fingers, echoing through your skin.
Am I scared or am I cautious
I shake the magic eight ball before remembering only
Yes
No
Questions are too complicated when you are unsure of everything.
Don’t count on it
The blue answer floats up at me
Flannery Quinn 