The story has no memory
it just starts here
the eeriest of feelings
caress this peculiar vision
quick head turn
to get the hair out of my face
eyes glance up i see her
over there across the street
our eyes meet
the world begins to disappear
radiant eyes gaze into my soul
as mine reflect the exact energy
back at her
Not a look of lust or flirtation
a divine look, of some unspeakable
spiritual communication
which goes back thousands of years
Past lives whirl as the universe warps
back to the big bang or conception
endless vast time in preparation
for this moment here
A story that takes place in a millisecond
yet the most profound i’ve told
of an event in the future that hasn’t happened
yet already has
in some distant land