We Would Meet

We were but two impossible dreams
Worlds apart oblivious to another
Walking parallel paths unknown
We would meet.

We are but two mirrored souls
Dancing a discovery of each other
Stepping through our pasts unclouded
To our Love's beat.

We are but two leaves inflamed
By this Autumnal splendor
Whisked in a windy torrent of Everyday's gait
Yet ever clasped in loving support.