.

I thought we'd meet again,

wash away our sins,

love deeper, stronger,

unafraid of time.

We'd marry,

wander the world

just us, just love,

no maps, no end.

We'd fight, maybe,

but in the night,

your arms would hush the anger,

turn cold air into fire.

Wrapped in blankets,

I'd wonder

was the warmth from them,

or from you?

Always you.

We'd make love like a promise,

a lesson for the world

this is how love should be.

So I pray

not to gods,

not to fate,

but to you.

Come back.