Through The Fire

I saw you on your bike. So random.

You were with one of your friends.

It was early May.

Weeks before my birthday.

I don't know how you found me.

I was talking to an acquaintance of mine in Spanish.

You rode past me—left, right, left.

In my heart, left, right, left.

I was breathless.

I knew it was you.

I hadn't felt so happy in so long.

Living a life with no joy.

You delivered it, directly to me.

I had seen you on April 2nd.

Actually, I could smell you, standing there,

Underneath the Hillcrest sign.

I walked past you.

I laughed at you.

Then I saw you again, across the street, you were waiting for me.

My surprise overwhelmed me.

Your smile.

I knew it was you.

You were alone this time, close to where I had

First spotted you 19 years ago, or so.

You remembered.

I remembered.

We both remembered.

The 4th the 5th.

You found the one way to my heart.

You know that music is a main vein to the soul.

You helped me figure myself out.

How could I ever repay you?

You have already helped me, and I don't even know you.

Perhaps I will be blessed with telling you one day,

That you led me straight away to the exact

Medicine I needed.

You helped me see my guardian angel in his true form.

In all of his blue eyed light.

You helped me see what he also saw in me.

The rush of twin flame love, showering down on me.

I realized so much in such a short amount of time.

He is mine.

And I was waiting for our time.

How I wish to tell you, your gifts are many.

Perhaps one day, I will help you see what you are worth.

Perhaps one day, it will be done, when the

Lesson has been learned.