
TSA divided our line in two:
You are ahead.
You smile and say:
"I will wait for you”
A sudden clear memory surfaces:
Your soul standing in a different line, heading to Earth.
You smile at me and say:
"I will wait for you"
And you did.
About the Creator
Salomé Saffiri
Writing - is my purpose. I feel elated when my thoughts assume shapes, and turn into Timberwolves, running through the snowbound planes of fresh paper, leaving the black ink of their paw prints behind.



Comments (3)
Oh how marvelous!! Definitely had me wondering if this is autobiographical! Great work, Salomé!
Mystical, mythical, mysterious and oh so romantic! Wonderful love poem, Salome! Good luck in the challenge!
Damn good writing here