Chance meetings

paintingsTheir eyes held from across the road

a convention of sorts

the connection between them pulls them together

but their wills hold back,

questions override logic,

Is it too soon? Is it time? Who’s the one?

answers evade them

yet their bodies hold strong to the attraction

the space between them feels like an endless chasm

but they wonder who will take the first step

two strangers with tied souls

they linger until the forces pulling them together spurn into motion

their steps eat up the distance and they find themselves face to face

goofy smiles light up their faces

as they stand face to face

their eyes twinkle as they behold each other

finally they hold hands and walk away


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