I take a left, you take a right

we continue talking

telling our tales to the sun

without each other

and we spin our tales

and with just the sun to hear us

we get back to the beginning soon enough

and we meet again

at a new junction

and on and on it goes 

we come and go

never stopping to chat

even without each other

the sun carrying our thoughts

to the other

until the junction brings us

home

and together

forever

again and again

at the junction, my love

I layed my handprint there

and a tuff of our bird's feather

our pet bird

so the next time you wait there

for me

for us

to meet you

hold my hand in the print

and let me kiss you with the feather

time will be an insignificant pleasantry

an alternate world to where we meet

let me kiss you again, with the bird's tuff

care to roll in the sand again?