You – My Déjà vu; Presque vu; Jamais vu.

 

Looking into your eyes

is déjà vu.

I had to have loved you

in lives before,

and this need

must have poured

through the cracks

of centuries long ago.

 

When you smile at me

I get presque vu.

And the words ‘I love you’

stall at the tip of my tongue

so that I can’t

put into words

this passion that threatens

to end my very existence.

 

But when you walk away,

into her arms,

it is jamais vu.

Because each time the pain that flashes

through me like lightning strikes,

is crippling –  but as new

as the shock of remembering,

that you’ve never been mine to love.

 

Photo Credit: www.freedigitalphotos.net User Credit: Tina Phillips
Photo Credit: http://www.freedigitalphotos.net
User Credit: Tina Phillips

© Rilzy Adams, 2013

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