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Norman Crane Oct 2020
remember when
we met between the lines
two pages
bound
by a thread of time
FairlyCultured Aug 2020
For a while now
I have been visiting the land of newborn grass.
They wouldn't lend me what I came for,
Told me it's yours.

But I met you, my friend.
So beautiful, so strong
So clueless yet so sure.

If you are the believer kind,
Pray to your God that
May I fear less and live more.
Veritia Venandi Jul 2020
The frozen glacier surrendered to the warmth of the day...
The mountain valley smoothed itself to pave the way for a happy journey...
The rocks set the momentum for the tryst to happen in time...
The playful flowers escaped in the carriages of the wind to act as witness...
The sunshine sang holy songs of reunion and the moon acted as a watcher by the night...

Thus the stage was set...
Only for but...
The river to meet the ocean!
Random thoughts on how the universe conspires to make people meet! My heartfelt gratitude for reading this... ❤
it's past 12 midnight
-and that should just be okay
  given with my quarantine body clock,
but i haven't slept for the past 36 hours:
  -i walked around the city,
  -i exhausted my brain with responsibilities,
  -i distracted myself with hobbies,
but i just can't seem to sleep.

it's amazing how overthinking really rallies with your mind,
and how it affects your whole biological being.
it's amazing how, one brief moment with a stranger,
bugs me like this.

his lips,
his warm embrace,
his sweet voice.

i just can't seem to sleep,
i
need
him,
Amanda N Skaggs Jul 2020
Predestined meeting.
A meet cute for the ages.
Tender as a doe.
Lulu Sarmiento Jul 2020
Now
You will meet that person.
You meet that person.
You met that person.
And stayed like that.
Stayed in the past.
Is there a person in the past that you wish had stayed with you until you become your own past?
Amy Perry Jun 2020
To meet one who you’ve only known
In passing glances
And to fall in love
With reckless abandon.
E Jun 2020
Hi
Hi
How are you?
I´m fine
Me too
As she walks away, though
I see her cry
Myka Jun 2020
xix
We met
in a half remembered dream.
With clouds beneath our feet,
and stars in an amethyst sky,
yet you were the realest thing.

And I wonder
if dreams could come true,
and if it was an old memory,
perhaps from another lifetime.

But until then
it's what you'll remain to me,
a wonderful mystery.
Inspired by a story I read involving someone having dreams from his past and all the bittersweetness that come with it.
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