Somewhere Only We Know
A place lost in time

There’s a special place, somewhere in time that I lose myself. A place where time stands still and days are carefree. It’s where dreams are made real and the cares of the world glide off like sand falling through fingers.
Every scene is imaginary, though vividly captured, goes directly to memory, bypassing the visual perception. Here, life is felt and not seen, lived and not endured.
Its whereabouts can’t be detected on the map, so there is no point trying to search, for it lies beyond these dull, hard walls of reality. Tracking devices won’t lead you to me, although the place is really not too far from here; from now. All I have to do is close my eyes and wander down the path where none has walked before. It’s a road not taken. For it exists within the deepest crevices of my subconscious.
Flights do not stop there and a compass fails to navigate. This is my secret hideaway. Here the ocean comes alive with constant motion driving the waves gently upon the beach creating a unique symphony to my heart. I tune in to the distinctive guidance of the inner call, beckoning, luring, enticing me to come, to be where you are.
I’m familiar with every twist and turn of every road, which seems to lead to some mysterious nowhere. Every blade of grass bends over at the slightest kiss of the breeze and every flower bud hums a tune.
This is where I experience and witness life in all its fullness — enchanting, fascinating, and never ceasing to amaze. A flow that is unfamiliar to those lost in the face of reality. This mystical place exists at a point of time in eternity. Strife and stress are mortified because here, fear long ago lost the power to dis-requite love.
This is where I belong and this is where I’m alive. I am lulled into oblivion because in this place somewhere, I lost myself within you.
Life feels like a concordant blend of bliss and felicity. When I felt your arms around me, exuberant joy and ecstasy bubble up too intense to constrain. Unwavering and undaunted, our souls vibrate through communication and contact, igniting every fiber within us. Our beings spark with aliveness like a million fireflies at night.
It’s the distinctive bond of love — energetic, alive and powerful.
It’s the force of love — gentle, persuasive, and enthralling.
In love, we found our forever home. We fly freely as the winds carry us, throwing the door of vulnerability open, exposing raw emotions as each heart calls for the other’s touch.
Somewhere here in this place, we utter secret longing. We take long walks to nowhere, mindlessly hoping to reach somewhere. We travel down the magical trail of all possibilities. Here is where I lost myself in you.
This is a place somewhere only we know, where we dwell a moment in time, a place that’s nowhere to be found. It exists beyond the realm of my prayer. I’ve surely spotted it sometimes in the sky, so beautiful and dazzling in appearance.
I suppose I have to stop reaching for what I cannot see and allow my body to drift off into sleep, hoping that the night would disappear along with my thoughts.
Tonight, vaguely conscious, I caught a glimpse of this place. Somewhere I yearn to be, somehow, longing to be with you. Uncertain and unsettled, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Yes, I’m somewhere with you. I can’t see it, I can only feel it. Love unbound, lasting indefinitely.
A special thanks to Marcus.





