Was drenched in the rain of an unspoken hope
For an all too distant future, another afternoon
A grownup woman piggybacking on a grown up man
For reasons only hidden in their all too loud laughter
That moment was reborn one day
In an eighteen year old pair of eyes
Watching two middle-aged pairs of legs
Entwined and pointing the stars
For reasons only hidden in their all too silent touch
Time dilates pupils, kisses, hopes, moments
And in the speed of memories, another's and mine
I am born again
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