The day we meet again for the first time

The Day We Meet Again for the First Time: I remember the day we first met quite vividly. It was at the show that we both went out to see. A band known well on both parts, but that night left an imprint that burned through to my heart. I've lost you now and then, but I want to make up for it when we meet again. The lights dimmed low, The band starts to play, and we begin to dance real slow. I hold you near to me and tell you how I love you still. I'd love to have that night again. Say you'll be there, say you will. I trust in fate to either tear us apart or bring us closer. I just know that I dream of you, and that I love you, I am sure. "Your eyes stand out in my mind ... - so beautiful." I know that I must look like a fool to be sharing all this truth. The starts they form their shape. They pull us into fate. We return to innocence when we meet again for the first time. This time I'll know that you were meant to be mine. Just come to the show, come let me know. Do you feel the same? Has your heart changed? Do you look around in our land of "lost and found." I haven't lost your thought in my soul. I tell you now, just to let you know. I've walked and looked around, but they can't relate. In my heart you still are truly great. Sounding trite, this poem might just be, But it's still only your youthful, beautiful heart that is for me. Take up this opportunity cuz without you, my life's just not easy. I love you. Come to the show, so we can meet again for the first time. Kris Written November 6th, 2001 © on Nov 05 2001 11:59 PM PST   18 • 0 • 8