A picture in a dream
when I was just 14
came the same
on my 28 birthday.
In song I thought
if my love was there
would he see the same sky.
Who is he that I love
I know him not
yet I know him true.
Sometimes it is that the soul
knows what the mind can not
memory came in the form of dreams
of lifetimes that we were one
I often wounder if he can see then too.
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