That’s Funny And True


I found you, my treasure, in the dark,
the rain pounding, falling in streams
down our faces.

I found you, light and curious,
beneath the cherry blossoms, bathing
as we wandered defiantly in Spring.

I found you, the wind
at our backs, the world before us
as we pressed on gracefully, down
whichever road we thought best.

I found you, mine, when
you were not mine to find.

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