Thursday, December 25, 2014

Contact

She sat alone, her face half turned away,
Her silhouette traced by the morning sun,
Two hopeful searchers met in a cafe,
Time stood amidst a city on the run

Now palm trees swayed beneath a starry sky
To frame man's plight through time and endless space,
Their hands had locked to rest upon her thigh,
The softest kiss did cause his heart to race 

Thus time now passed to find them in the room
Where Jesus stood atop the world to save,
Across the bed lay she upon her womb
And wept from whence their souls each other gave

Still back in time he finds himself to go
In the cafe where first he said hello