Another time...

Chances are slim
that we meet again
and sip a cup of
sizzling chai together
in the winters 
of the east
or have a moment 
or two
with each other
where one need not
say a word
but eyes
speak out the soul

When would I 
laugh again
for reasons
I don't know
or wait for
you to arrive
over my sleepless night

Perhaps, I could
close my eyes
and feel you
hold it at that
forever
else, it may
flood the river
running deep inside...