My First Love

My First Love...

They're both persuaded

That an unexpected energy went along with them.

Such conviction is wonderful,

in any case, vulnerability is more wonderful still.

Since they'd never met, they're certain

That there'd been nothing between them.

However, what's the word from the roads, flights of stairs, corridors

Maybe they've passed by one another multiple times?

I need to ask them

on the off chance that they don't recall

a second eye to eye

In some spinning entryway?

Maybe a "sorry" murmured in a group?

A terse "wrong number" trapped in the collector?-

In any case, I know the response.

No, they don't recall.

They'd be astounded to hear

that Chance has been playing with them

Presently, for quite a long time.

Not exactly prepared at this point

to turn into their Destiny,

it pushed them close, divided them,

it banned their way,

smothering a giggle,

and afterward jumped aside.

There were signs and signals,

regardless of whether they couldn't understand them yet.

Maybe three years prior

or on the other hand, last Tuesday

a specific leaf shuddered

Starting with one shoulder, then onto the next?

Something was dropped and afterward got.

Who knows, perhaps the ball that evaporated

Into youth's shrubbery?

There were door handles and doorbells

where one touch took care of another

Ahead of time.

Bags checked and standing one next to the other.

One evening, maybe, a similar dream,

become cloudy before dawn.

Each start

is just a continuation, all things considered,

also, the book of occasions

Is open partially through 100% of the time.