Sometimes I stare right into your eyes and wonder,
If all of this is real and if I really know you at all,
Or are these just the workings of a beautiful and surreal dream?
Sometimes the lens of the camera does zoom out for a moment,
And I see two figures immobilised by time looking into each other’s soul,
Colouring the scene undeniably a distinct blur of fantasy and reality;
Is it a sense of Déjà vu,
Something between just me and you?