Intimate Strangers

We shall meet ... another day, another time.
A different you, a different I .
For a moment in our lives we shall pause...
pause to linger over past memories ,
and try to recapture the spirit of .. a younger you and a younger I.

Our memories shall be tinged with nostalgia ,
as we try to recapture the magic of lost youth.
We will not realise that golden memories
of silly fights,laughter and shared sorrows
are but of another life.

We shall wonder at what we have become ,
look back on what we were
and what we wanted to be.

The moment shall pass and we will move on...
with the lingering doubts as to what the bond was..
We shall move on , carrying with us this precious fragile
meaningless link of a bygone youth,
You , your way and I mine.

Srividya Srinivasan April 1994