The Meeting

by M   Aug 26, 2008


Meeting you,
Some say it was fate,
Others say it was chance,
To me it only matters that we met.

With,
A single glance,
In those beautiful eyes,
My heart melted.

With,
A single word,
From those pretty lips,
I knew you were different from the rest.

With,
A single strand,
Of that soft golden hair,
I was complete once again.

Meeting you,
Some say it was fate,
Others say it was chance,
But, I knew my life would never be the same.

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