A Date With Destiny


That certain something

That makes you stop in your tracks

You’re walking about not really paying attention

Then you see it, feel it

You don’t remember the time

You will never recall what you were thinking about prior

Like a bolt of lightning

Bam!

That certain person, that particular object

It clearly stands out from the rest

You cannot look away

You try but you know you don’t want to

 
poem by Lisa C   photo by Kah Wah Tan

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