where we meet

Where do we meet?

In the smell of the soap

In the sky that we look

In the wine that we taste

In the wind that we hear

Where do we meet?

In the blue of the sea

In the pink of the clouds

In the white of the moon

In the color of your skin

Where, oh where is that we meet?

In the smile we recall

In the sound of that note

In the image I see

As I bathe in the sea

Of your beautiful eyes

That are looking at me