From Across the Room

by: Dennis R. Humphreys (the Dream Writer)

Destinies sprout from long hibernations,

Ready to entwine, eager with impatience.

They take such delight and dire satisfaction

Know once whole, they're no longer a fraction.

That moment inspired across the room,

Loneliness now is condemned to doom,

The breath of two is the breath of one

Days only begin, but are never done.

As we meet and touch, yes, even embrace,

That very first time in that crowded space,

The passion awakens and begins to bloom

It captures the soul from across the room.