Salix tears

Under the bare,
thin strands of willow
with amber knuckles,
I was with you

Our souls danced
amongst tables of food
and feasting familiars

Rising from your own
seat with your parents,
you came to me

You asked,
"Don't I know you?"
"I hope so," I replied.

I whispered your name,
and you savored
hearing it from my lips.

You took my hand,
caressed it's story,
and repeated its tale

I knew then,
as I had known all along,
you were mine
and I was yours

We melted into each
other in our embrace,
losing all former limits

At that moment,
it was complete, our journey,
our fate, our love

The willow's fingers
wiped the tears from
my radiant complexion

I was renewed once
again by the unending
dance of our souls