Evolved, envisioned self
I have met you
I have felt you
without the touch of my hand
how is this so?

Will I hold on in hopes of furthering my growth
or will you shake me off, as if I were a past ghost
Coming back around to uncover your last foes.

A journey taken, a journey coming to fruition upon waited reunion
Returning to fulfill a loving, mutual vision of hope and lasting growth
Will you turn me away in dismay,
fearing what may come into play each rising day ?
Or will you trust in this love
& stay.