What happens
when my version
in real dimension
met your version
in parallel universe,
staring at each other like
it’s a usual scenario,
seeing those cold eyes
flaming my heart on fire,
feeling the blazing sensation
memories outnumbering stars,
yet still overwhelmed by the suffocation
of the aroma
called love?

What happens
when your version
in real dimension
met my version
in parallel universe,
sitting on the same bench,
looking at the same sky,
watching  how the sun and moon keep distance,
spectrum illuminating our souls,
exquisitely walking  away,
monsters screaming in shadows,
vanishing footprints
but still,
synchronous to my heartbeat?