In Search Of You

I don't know if I can ever find you,

As of now, I have no clue,

But, I know if you meet me,

We will branch out into a love of tree.

I know you will be a Romeo,

If I ever want to be a Juliet,

I know we will lock our eyes,

Until we see together the sunrise.

I know you will be the strings,

If I ever want to play the guitar,

You will be a candle,

If I need to punctuate from my darkness.

I know you will be vice,

If I ever want to be versa,

Even if we are unlike souls,

We will continue to attract each other.

I know you will be the glass,

If I ever want to be the water,

But, instead, I say you be the milk,

So that we can always be miscible.

You are that S in my smile,

And not T in my tears,

But I know we are a palindrome,

Though walking at different ends,

We will find each other in a letter soon.