sometimes

Sometimes
time stands still
reflecting an image of you

Sometimes
Im haunted by those
moments that still linger
in secret corners
of my being

Sometimes
in those moments
I stumble upon myself, a stranger
passing by, pausing
for a glimpse
of that unearthy experience-
our togetherness

Sometimes
I witness the miracle
that our paths
should have crossed
when we are worlds in ourselves;
now nothing
in my world would be the same
ever