The flowers they dance in the breeze
and in my eyes too
Fragrance of something coming to fruition 
so true 
Trance begets wondering in cognition 
its a dance
Memories ring like songs that I used to listen to 
just a thing
The moment, living memories, purple hue 
infinite meme 
stealing my breath from envies rue 
left in steam 
Seeing you fall away in the cosmic ocean 
snap out of it -
It's time to snap out of it. 

I would say we can't keep meeting like this,
but I guess we can.