Thoughts came up often
About a woman called Simchi
Like coffee in a percolator
Stirred my awareness
About awakening hearts
It’s taste of sweetness still
Recalled inside my heart.
Have we quarreled in
Our time’s sweet twosome
About the way forward
While I painted colourful
Projections?
You left your footsteps
In the virgin snow for me
To follow you with a raised
Heartbeat to a cozy place
For our first love.
Since then 192 seasons
Passed
An unknown wide sea lay
Between our parting
Our separate ways thrown
Apart by the blue planet’s
Spinning.
When I sailed the E-ocean
I came across your home
Below the stars
Sent you an electronic letter
You’ve responded
Is it us again?
Have we reawakened some
Common planted seed
That lay buried below the
Sands of time?
For me it’s like woken from
A dream
Lying in a coma of love for
Forty-eight years
At an instant I gaze at your face
Recognize your eyes and my
Searching fingertips
Reshape your smiling lips.
It’s a great thrill.
zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry’18.
