I have seen you somewhere before
It is a little difficult to believe
It is a cheesy line to say
But hold on, I do mean every word of it
Was it your smile that made me miss a beat
Was it your flashing eyes that made my heart regain it
No you are not the kind I would have loved
No you don’t resemble my dream lover
But you and me are similar
We laugh and love without fear
We walk the forbidden lines like children
Jump the raised eyebrows together
See beauty in inane frosted window panes
Huddle in the corner seats like teenagers
Do you think I should begin to believe?
That there is some truth in resurrection?
Did we in our previous life woo one another?
Or is this just déjà vu?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Deja Vu is a powerful thing, a very descriptive thoughtful poem as a consequence. well done :)