I wrote this
a long time back
in my mind.
Before we even spoke
or touched each-other
with our thoughts.
I wrote of the flight of you
to my heart,
the music of me
in your words.
Today when i looked
through my archives
i found it faded,
slightly.
But i could still pick
the unwritten
from its memory,
and here it is.
Can you read it still?
