If we should meet another time, my heart
when we depart this world and travel far,
remember how the looks between us start
us to another place among the stars.
Our love a pensive gaze; a sparkling shower
of light where we embrace the need of each.
Like shiv`ring tendrils of some stamen’s flower,
we cherish all such warmth within our reach.
Departed from this place, we may be hurled
into a starless night beyond belief.
Love’s consciousness then absent from that world
where caring has no sense to cause us grief.
Still, in that deeper night, our souls set free
I will be searching yet, for thee…for thee.