do you believe in love at first sight,
they ask? ascending this endless ladder
of lifetimes, each has once been the mother
of the other – and so too must we all then
have been lovers across these countless lives.
how else to explain this knowing, this too-
intimate recognition, this glance from the woman
on the bus that draws the air from your lungs
extracting your heart as she rises and goes
the accordion doors slapping shut behind her
leaving you with nothing but the memory
of those luminous eyes,
never, in this lifetime,
to be seen again.
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