Re-Encounters

I saw your face again.
Years have passed
Since your eyes have met mine.

And yet, there was no mistaking.
I can only feel what I felt
With you, and no one else.

You pretended not to know my name,
But you knew how to say it,
Perfectly.

I could hear your chain,
Handcuffs ready,
Even though you knew I stole the key.

Soft brown eyes,
With words alluring from
Your lips chanting a spell,
That only works on the weak.

And I wondered to myself,
If I would ever be free of you.
Or if you would always find me
Each time taking on a different form.

I met you once.
And now I've met you twice.
And the next is always easier than the last.

Whispered in your ear,
I already know you.
To follow you,
Would be a shame.

And I knew then,
As you dissappeared,
That you would always come back,
More determined than the last.

-Noemi Garcia Rigsby