Settlers of Nowhere

There are moments when this vibrating with Eros universe speaks its mind, in a peculiar silence. Our questions meet with loneliness and words sound eager for their forgotten music! So it happened that one Tuesday at dawn, I set out in the wilderness of our existence, holding tightly to your absence and playing my guitar, to wake you up in your oblivion. I haven't known or met you before; I haven't even imagined of how you might be, yet, I still somehow remember you, and that is how you are slowly coming into existence! I am neither a musician nor a singer; I am only in love with you!