Icy fingers, spine tingles,
Trepidation in the air.

I've been here before,
In dreams forgotten,
Something more, I'm sure.


Emblazoned lips, soul strips,
Down to weightlessness.

Shattering the silence, no more violence.
All but.

No ifs, ands, or buts.

Touching you and pulling through,
A mirror inside.

Perfection.

Pleased to meet you,
haven't we been here before?