we go way back
11th or 12th century
13th 14th . . .
I really don’t know
exactly what century
maybe it was
much earlier
I know it was
in the North
I remember
the feel of it
the flavor
of the time
and the people
time was different
back then
way back
in a time completely
different
than now
thoughts and actions
were different
and we were
a different sort
of people
back then
primitive by what
we expect
now
when we wake up
in the morning
but more sophisticated
in life
and living
and dying
our living
and dying now
is primitive
by what we
expected
and lived
way back then
the energy
strength and
unhurried awareness
in how we lived
and loved
walked hunted
planted gathered
rowed sailed
fought
and died
this time
our lives
our doing
of what we do
are pale
and ghostly
in comparison
barely existing
a corruption
meager living tendrils
wisps of courage
and truth
which half appear
and fade
but I remember
the strong scent
and blood
and joy
the courage
and sacrifice
and love that
dared
in that time
in us
in our beginning
when we kiss
when I’m inside
you and we feel
each other
and we remember
who we were
and are
I know
we go way back