Dejavu

It's silly in a way
For me to go for you...
So soon you'd go away...
It feels like dejavu.
The touches and the words...
How do you know so much
About what I am
To speak like this and touch?
Among the silent dead
I felt alive with you...
But on the other hand
It feels like djavu.
We met before, I know
In other worlds and time.
Uncustomary strangers
So new and so divine.
We met and stayed together
Or maybe moved apart,
But our souls remember
So clear and so rampart.
when our minds stutter
And don't know what to say
Through touches and thorough senses
Our souls then lead the way.
I'm washed away and carried
Through time and space with you.
So strangely...I can't bear it
It feels like dejavu.