Methylene Blue

And there it was, me and you,

with all the things we thought and dreamt to do
stranded but wishful on islands of withdrawal,
where to go, when to say, what to do.

Surreal but real, what bonds us strong
a pledge unsaid neither right or wrong
miles away, years apart despite the odds
deep within, a yearn in veil, all along.

And there it is, me and you,
restless hearts beating methylene blue,
with a candle still aflame,
in the darkness, burning strong, without a clue.

Would we be traversing time?
would we be transcending fear?
would we dance to a different rhyme?
a different tune, would we bear?

Payman Abdali
Banafsh

September 30^th 2015