familiar
oneness
I looked for you
and couldn’t find a trace
now the search
has ended
and we meet laughing
at every place I go
in every face I behold
imperfect illusion
remind me
how long I have been waiting
that familiar face
which speaks to me more than words do
that warm embrace
where I can die a thousand times
is it you at the door?
∙ tenderheartmusings ∙ 