we met by accident.

not quite.

in all the ways i know
to explain what it meant
to watch my feelings
trickle down my logic
tease my soul
into believing i’m crazy
that day,

in a moment
my words [pause]
to express,

i can only explain
the paper
unused pen
blank screen
and feelings of you
still in the air
in me
as i remember

and how time
has a way
with the intrigue
of the heart

© r.e.l. 2/14/13