You’re one of many and one of few,
The gateway to that realm of something new,
Old souls in a young form,
That strike of lightning in a cloudy storm,
Imagine you never came, imagine I never left,
Is inevitability real? Or would it have been reft,
Hoping this is limitless but counting seconds, minutes and days,
In case we outgrow this moment and life gets in the way,
But we are connected, connection runs deep,
Almost like a horror film, you turn away but still get the urge to peep,
Lurking in the darkest shadows of your conscious lies curiosity,
Had to be a reason we hit the earth at an incredible velocity,
Clearly our auras were meant to be seen,
By no other, than you and me,
Appreciate “this” in its entirety.