I met you only once, but I kept
Wondering why you seem so familiar.
You kissed me only once, but I kept
Wondering why your touch stayed forever.
Could it be true, could it be real.
That somewhere in my past we've been together.
I met you only that night, but I kept
Wondering why it seem I'd known you all my life.
You held me only once, but I kept on
Wondering why it seems you're holding me forever.
Could it be true, could it be real,
That somewhere in my past we're together?
(10-02/03. 10: 25 p.m)
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Love and life! With the muse of the past. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.