Half Past Two

Trading smiles at half past two,
we cared nothing for the people passing by.
Our thoughts centered on the sparks that flew
across the space between us,
electrifying us to mobility,
until our steps carried us to each other.
And in the seconds that passed our eyes communed,
like long lost lovers found anew.
A tentative touch to brush off a lock of hair,
a gesture so simple yet so sweet.
Your hand reached out as did mine,
and we felt the familiar taste of fear
that only new found love can bring.
But in the depths of our hearts we knew,
that this is the one we shall hold true.

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Strangers

We passed each other on the street,
our eyes connected and we both felt
millions of sparks that flew in between,
electrifying every strand of hair
and leaving us breathless in a matter of seconds.

A chance encounter with a stranger on the street,
caused our beating hearts to skip a beat.
A longing that cannot be explained,
coursed through our veins that moment we met.
To catch that feeling fleeing on crowded streets,
an impossible act yet determined we are,
to capture that moment when two strangers' eyes meet.




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