Dear lovely friend -

You remind me of my early days.

When we used to go about,
in various places.
Take coffee, jeer or sing songs
                                        together.
Check out people, or movies.
There was something in the air
that would keep us aloft
Like eagles charmingly balanced
on the sea of wind.
falling and rising,
sometimes flipping, as it wished
the horizon is endowed to him, with endless moves.
Drifting in the pleasures of the moment.

But now,
We meet only by chance,
And invite each other
for tea
on some future days
without actually meaning it

Months may pass.
And we meet again:

tea?
sure
next Sunday
our old place
great!
see you.

That begins another of my very secret waits
to suddenly meeting you somewhere again
malls, pubs, public offices.
Silently sniffing the air to feel
your invisible presence.

The Berlin walls may have been pieced out.
But our walls
The walls that we have built
May never be done with.