We walk through time,
as night descend under our eyes
We see the world from a place afar.
this is where horizon blurs, you told me once.
this is where I found you once.
we chase the greys away,
two strangers of the night.
as we swim together through time's fabric
reminiscing stories old and new.
the world, in utero of oblivion-
of the strange alchemy of words;
of desires; of uncharted wishes;
of the ocean of memories that we visit.
two pilgrims on a path astray
waiting for the rebirth of night
waiting to be lost and
to be found, once again.