it just feels the same
even looks very much alike
and i think i hear familiar noises
scenery seems right

i got here a different way
the scenic path of course
muscle memory and sense of direction,
involuntarily by force

i recognize certain aspects
could swear of deja vu
at least reeking suspicious of a past
that i more than likely knew

somehow i feel just as comfortable
like a spot had been my space
without antics of my nuances,
i unusually found me safe

no beg to differ for once’ time
not necessary for my tour
this love stays in a place i remember,
a street very similar to yours.

-see

©2016 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet