Seems fitting,
comfortable
familiar words
she comes instantly to mind.
A romantic movie
brings me tears
I know
we cannot always be the same.
Yet how often do we
pass the reality of our world
inside the dream-swept nature
of someone else with an imagination.
We read books, we tell stories
listen to laughter
celebrate victory and dismissal
when while we constantly age together.
We are still apart like today,
the rains outside,
intrigue the mystique of sweet
reverie within the scope of passion.
I want sometimes, I wish, you might
see me in the rains … again.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
for Zelda
