Kismet

A hundred years from now when your soul has taken shape anew

I will still know you.

Whether you are a star, a cloud, or a drop of fresh morning dew

I will hear your heart and I will know you.

If I have no eyes to see or ears to hear you too

I will taste your rhythm and I will know you.

Transcribed upon my soul is your memory. In truth

When time stops and the universe falls quiet, I will feel your pulse and, even then,

I will know you.

Infinite
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6 Comments Add yours

  1. questarian says:

    When at your last breath, you look into my eyes
    My heart will stop, together we’ll die
    And I will still know you. 🙂
    I like it a lot.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. caillenjames says:

      I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading and I liked your addition.

      Like

  2. kirizar says:

    It is sentiments like this that make me wish I believed we come back around. Sadly, literalists can only enjoy poetry, we cannot live it.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. caillenjames says:

      Indeed *solemn nod*

      Liked by 1 person

  3. What a beautiful piece.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. caillenjames says:

      Thank you for taking the time to read and comment; I’m glad you enjoyed it.

      Liked by 1 person

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