Beyond

If I should see you again beyond that moment when we first touched hands, when nothing mattered as our hearts collided . . . but then we all scattered. Never should I have seen your face again. Never should I have stared in to your eyes, oh so beautifully clear and dear-eyed, my friend. Just one more time is all I could wish. And yet by miracles, a fate so large it could only have come from one place. I grabbed it, this miracle, and our hearts collided. Joyful was I to gaze upon your face one more time, to look in to your eyes staring back at me so kind. Our hands touched oh so gently. They clung, they clasped a little more than friendly. We smiled as our hearts opened beyond anything felt before or words unspoken. And we learned to breathe with one another. Steps we took, in synchronicity, we remained together. Yes, it was a beautiful life we had of days made of sunshine and sometimes rain. Promises never to walk away in pain, we kept and followed thru to each and every tomorrow. And under the moonlight we kissed. So starry eyed in passion we were gripped. Nothing mattered as our hearts collided, and our dreams caught fire. Until twilight gathered and, one last time, our heads lay gently upon our pillow. We stared kindly at one another. Our thoughts were peaceful as our eyes grew tearful. Of visions passing by where love came together for a second try and our hearts remained forever grateful. If I should meet you again, beyond this life where twice we touched hands when nothing mattered as our hearts collided . . . And we never scattered.