We found each other there.
We missed each other here.
We ate near the church
We sang in the park
We ran through traffic
We danced on the sidewalks around the corner
We took tea at this table and a glass of water at that one
We kissed in the terrace above the city
We played in the gardens of tranquility
We held each other on the bus and the subway
We walked without destination or rhythm
We said our hellos again and again
But we never said goodbye
And the map that we created long ago
continues living as my guide.
I hope it brings me to you again.
