Horizon

Our flower bloomed from beneath the winter cover.
It was beautiful wasn't it?

From beneath the splintered floor I heard the sweet melon of your voice.
A bite I could have forever.

I wrote your name next to mine
We looked into each other eyes, laughed  and sighed.

We knew that time was comfortable and we indulged in to the abundance of it all.

That was twenty years ago my friend.
When our eyes were glossy and our deep skin reflected the light.

Time has gotten restless and the years have drifted us apart.
But I know we'll unite again...from beyond the horizon this time.