Kris-cross memories floating in my head,
Bringing thoughts of a love i once thought dead,
Could this be it, a third time around,
Something we both crave for but previously had drowned.
A future of us together,
Through the stormiest weather.
These questions sit unanswered,
The truth we may not know,
Together we can plant the seeds,
With a hope to watch them grow.
by Me!
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