And Then We Knew

Eons of unspoken dialogue
Spun unto a shimmering silvery thread
A geometric genre of sounds
Hidden feelings
Just below the horizon
Of stillness.
Both undefended souls
And then we knew.
The repartee disclosed the pages
A reverberation of expectancy
Alive with possibilities
Unhindered play
Sensual whispers
As time ceased
Distant from its’
Recognition of the familiar
As we wandered inward
We knew.
We knew then
That we knew.
And now emboldened
Within the prism
Of a memory,
A disquieted mind,
An erroneous hope
That the passion
Of what was,
Was certain
And alive,
A creation beyond us.
And as the days become,
Our certainty becomes

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