Dear,
In this moment,
the steps feel familiar,
like we’ve danced here before.
The words feel familiar,
like we’ve sung here before.
The air feels familiar,
like we’ve lived here before.
In this moment, my dearest,
your lips feel familiar,
like we’ve kissed here before.
Do you feel it too,
or is it just me, lost in this déjà vu?
Déjà vu — a mesmerizing whisper of familiarity...........................
