Your heart and my heart
They are not strangers my friend
We have met before, many times
Across the tenderness of the wayward sun
I’ve known you at dawn
I’ve known you in sunsets
While our minds are tourists
Our hearts were conversing
Not like lovers, but like seekers
You can run from anything dear
But life is where we meet
In the filled closets of our lives
Stupendous and terrified
Temporary and mortal, so vulnerable
I recognize it all in your eyes
I’ve been catching happy viruses from you
Out in the stars, laughing at how
Remarkably contagious all good things are
Where our spirits kiss in the moonlight
That’s where I want to stay forever.
Wuji Seshat 
your poems are whimsical. it soothes the heart..
That is good to hear, I don’t always feel quite whimsical enough for my own tastes 😛