We Belong To Each Other

We wonder sometimes,

a natural scheme,

I mean, a dream,

the right or wrong

of knowing,

of deciding.

I speak to you,

your response,

I imagine,

while perhaps

yours,

that visual reminder

might cross paths

with another memory

some other reason,

a previous need to

understand,

and yet,

in all of this

confusion,

remains the same tie,

the bond,

the reaction

to once in awhile

simply

knowing each other

as similar beings

with different paths,

only the same.