taste of love..

i am sure that i have been with you for so long..
before our time and places here..
before names were created and called..

it was an ordinary way for you and me to meet us..
maybe too ordinary..
because this life is part of our journeys..
and soon or later..
our hands are holding each others, like it used to be..

past and future, they dance with us..
mornings know very well  how to greet us..
nights know how to pamper us..
forgive me..for you found me first.. or i may say, found us first..
but still the taste of our love is beyond our words..


“The
Earth would die
If the sun stopped kissing her.”
حافظ, The Gift 

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