Tender.
Silky.
Pensive.
How is it that you seem so
familiar to me?
Your face --
it's as if I've known it all my
life.

Even in the ghostly ultrasound
you struck me that way.

I can't imagine that I've ever
not known you.
Perhaps it's true that
in past lives
our loved ones
today
were also around us.

Or perhaps it's from this feeling
that the
belief
was born.

Could we have loved in a different time and place?
But you seem so
fresh, so
new.

New to the things of the world,
I mean.
Not new to me....   more »