66. I still remember exactly how the touch of your skin feels

though
going back
or fast forwarding
in time
still
sounds impossible

you
somehow
manage
to jump over
sideways
into my days
everyday

you
even
sneak in
into
my dreams

like last tuesday
when you came
and whispered
in my ear
"time is relative"
smiled
and faded away
into the light
while I
stood there
frozen

before
I could stop you
and hold you
in my arms
and just
feel
your warm embrace
the one I longed for
for so long
once again

I know
your presence
in my mind
has to do
with
my subconscious

the stories
I picture
and the plot
you must follow
because maybe
I'm giving you
the script

but
I like to think
-and we've
even proved-
it is something
beyond that

maybe
not only
a memory
that's resilient
to just die
into oblivion

but
a happenning
in the future

either way
you've made me
feel full
aware
and
overflowing with
joy

even if it's
tough
for you to read
I'm not
ashamed to say:
like no one else
has ever
made me feel
before

you've done it
in the past
now
and on those
memories
of our bright future