I Will Never Know

As a passerby
Among many of many
Our eyes did meet
Our names,
Not even whispered
I heard
Not-a-word, just
Beautiful bubbles, bursting
Beyond, babbling
Mouthing memories
Of this, I’m sure

Go forth & forth
Years afar
Over mountains
Across seas, 
Befriend, prairie dogs
Pluck desert thorns
Swim Italian fountains &
Taste snow
If you will, 
Little dear
I will never know

How could I not
But wish, yours
As good as mine
Forecasting a time
I will never know
Even as I am
Still here

Quick with life
Little dear

Mark Mularz