Old Souls

There is no way
that we are of this life.
Our souls vibe with one another,
dance to no music,
and just know.
They know each other
for longer than this life.
They've crossed paths
a few millennials ago,
and have since then,
been meeting again,
and again,
running into each other every life,
finding a connection,
and no conclusion.
Each always in the wrong universe,
both praying that they may find,
some universe that may be kind,
enough to let our souls unite,
before we tire of wandering,
traveling portals endlessly,
wasting time with mortals relentlessly.
Old souls, immortal lives,
on finding love and rest, we thrive.
Our love transcends time.
Old friend, we were meant,
to love over seas and mountains,
and live by the prayers of pennies at fountains.
We'll meet again lover, no matter how old,
soulmates live forever, their love is gold.