can your deepest thoughts
of me
and my deepest thoughts of you
meet and get lost in the deep black sea
or maybe somewhere
in the purple midnight sky
amidst the moon kissed ivory clouds
let go and like children cry
away from our harsh realities
scaling walls carefully cemented with gray pain
never asking
why the golden desert desires the elusive blue rain
or why the monsoon sheds colorless tears
as it kisses the lonely green river bed
is our love like the lost and found
a starved after thought craving to be fed
can my deepest thoughts of you
and your deepest thoughts of me
connect for a few moments
hold each other’s crimson heavy heart and just be
REFLECTIONS 
An ethereal piece, Sobhana, with a gentle touch of magic, unanswerable questions and mysteries.
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Even though many questions are unanswerable, I always seem to have a crave to ask them anyway! Thank you for taking the time to read this poem, Steve.
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