Dear love,
In this moment,
our steps feel familiar,
like we’ve danced here before.
Words feel familiar,
like we’ve sung them before.
The air feels familiar,
like we’ve breathed it before.
My dearest,
your lips feel familiar,
like we’ve kissed before,
in another time,
another life.
Tell me, love,
do you feel it too?
Or am I alone
in this déjà vu?
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 1:20 PM UTC
Dear love,
In this moment,
our steps feel familiar,
like we’ve danced here before.
Words feel familiar,
like we’ve sung them before.
The air feels familiar,
like we’ve breathed it before.
My dearest,
your lips feel familiar,
like we’ve kissed before,
in another time,
another life.
Tell me, love,
do you feel it too?
Or am I alone
in this déjà vu?
Déjà vu — a mesmerizing whisper of familiarity....
:)
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