Over Time...
I remember you...
Not by name , but I have felt this feeling before
Long before there were cities and, even the law.
Maybe I was an apostle, and you came to me in my dreams ?
Maybe I was a king and you were my queen
...that is one possibility it seems.
I remember that gaze...your eyes transport me through time.
As your heart is my maze...I’ve always wanted you to be mine.
Maybe I was Nikola Tesla and you were my assistant.
Maybe I was timid back then, and that is why I am persistent ?
Maybe In my previous life I was a slave, and it hurt me to be sold.
would that explain why I’m chained to you and, more consistent than gold ?
I’ll never know for sure, if I met you in my past.
But I know for sure I’m going to give it my all , to make this feeling last.
And if my efforts frail & for some reason I fail.
I hope in my next life I remember you & this beautiful tale.
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