Poezja

our journeys crossed paths eons ago
forced apart, reasons lost!
dust wearied travellers, searching
constantly, never truly fitting-
every do over; something not quite right;

chance was it? we meet again...
recognition could not be denied-
the unknowing knowledge
dared not be challenged;

the watch towers of passion alight
further testament to- this!
moment.. here.. now..
once again
ours- until time decides