US

Fetched by carriages of distance, we met through the eyes of different colours
Orbiting in our own galaxies, both wishing to meet in time, though not knowing that it was our planets that would collide.

Clueless to common cloud, drifters of space alike, the day surmised would no longer be unknown.
Father time himself, charted a peculiar course , with hair pin turns & death defying hills.

26-12-07 : Both landed in a common place
My eyes wild, bewildered to each sight beheld...stepping closely to a begin i deemed my "pair"
Though in the midst of this human fair, another alien to me appears...

Face usually lit, dimples deep...greeted with a high strung note:- "HI! how you doing?"
It happened so fast, i can't remember if we hugged, but i do know that my pair was there looking on closely.

We exchanged words briefly; knowing little of the coded language i heard from her lips.
"Bye, hope to see you lata" i believe were my words...but not hoping at all, for my frequencies we set to a different receiver.

Father time looked and grinned, for this wasn't enough...another wind he charted for our sails to meet once more.

Main Street (the tunnel)
Dark and dim, the aliens meet again...this time with a timely hug, though now closer than i expected, my mind drifts still! never anchoring to the "host" at hand...

"Are you staying? cause im just getting into the club!" slipping words of question from her lips
"No!" my reply; "i've got to get in now...my time has gone, don't worry! we'll meet up sometime"

Since, we've launched and flew and sailed again! never remembering the reason why we haven't stuck close. But as the saying goes, "Good things come to those who waits" but, what happens to the person that has no clue, that a "good thing" is looking at you!!?

Once more, Father time waves his wand, pleading with the wind to play his song
Little and little, some steps we've missed, but now and everlasting here come's our "twist"

22-31 /08/08
the season of the "arts", coupled with meeting and greeting...little did i know that these days defined change in "our" lives

We've walked in each others paths more often, with each meet, sparks intensify causing mutual attractions to stir, shunning mine were first and foremost! for i was not about to roll off orbit again!

Closer and closer father time brought "us"...until night and day has waxed "Us" firm

Amazing how thinking turn to whispers...how whispers come to talking, and now talkings turn to....priceless, prizeless connection of synced hearts.

Now......they're not enough hours in the day, for US to say what we have to say!
They're not enough days in the week, for "US" to laugh, sing and speak!

I'm loving the feeling or this new term "US"
I'm praying and hoping that this "Us" is not L"US"T!